Enough

The kids didn't have school today.
I was feeling guilty that we weren't out having wild adventures. Instead, Caity and I were reading on our bed, William and Matthew were playing dinosaurs and cars, and Johnny was making a Lego garage for his Lego motorcycle.  After he showed me, he started going through his sketch book, "Mom, did you draw this pumpkin, because it looks REALLY good. No? Oh yeah, I drew it, haha. I didn't realize I was that good." He was wearing his fur vest that he seriously wears all the time. His face just radiated peace. He looked content. I felt a strong assurance, "I'm enough." Not to say I shouldn't strive to improve, but the sometimes meager offering I bring to the table as a mom can be enough to feed those kids what they need. It was a tender mercy and gave me a lot of hope. I don't want to forget Johnny's face expression this morning, and the moment of tender assurance that everything is as it needs to be.

And for the sake of transparency, this is what a morning off of school looked like at our house:

(They were jumping into pile from the bunk.)

I keep telling myself this is the evidence of a day well played, but I'm thinking it's time for those sweet children of mine to come upstairs so we can tackle this beast of a mess.