A bit of nostalgia and a bunch of MEH...

Snowball flowers laced onto string, honeysuckle, picnics, normal fresh tasting large carrots, real sandboxes, PBJ's, chocolate, mac n' cheese, fresh baked bread, catsup, pink hair rollers popsicle-stick shoebox dolls, records - stories and music, and ribbons, frothy fun bubble baths, lush green grass, running through sprinklers and dental waterpik's. Interject Mom in there a bunch and you have the list of a few of my favorite things. Not that I would want all these things at my doorstep today (but a few).

I was in the process of making my kids lunch and once again, could not make one thing for all. (something that plagues me at nearly every meal). I had to boil two pots of water, one for Lindsay's spiral buttered noodles and the other for Mac n' cheese. A simple task that I usually don't think twice about, but this is the norm for me. Lindsay despises Mac n' cheese, admittedly probably a healthier choice anyway. I loved mac n' cheese as a child. I also loved catsup in about everything; now not so much. Even simple, normal catsup friendly items like a hamburger or fries... I must have over done it for I won't reach for the catsup very often. Also Jack not only despises catsup he will temper tantrum over it even being near him; that too goes with bread of any kind unless it is pizza.

My kids don't seem to have the patience that I had as a child and somehow , now... lost. I could meticulously string blossoms onto a string or sew doll clothes and the doll! A few days ago Lindsay talked me into buying a "craft kit" of a foam castle. It looked as though it was a dimensional puzzle of sorts, pieces snapped together; sticker pieces, some assembly and glue required. IT became MY project and took a day, a whole day! I need to simplify.

My yard has never recovered the pre-owners neglect and it's been too much of a strain for us to try and completely mend it... It will take longer. So, no green grass for us. I look back at the simplistic things I enjoyed as a child and even though I can appreciate and do love progress, my kids will never completely understand what I had nor would they enjoy all of it. They have moved on and have their own likes and joys, I guess I had to grow up someday and this is my mourning over the passing of the past. Not to be completely mopey, I do have hopes and joys now, and continue to hope and strive for better...

And just so you know, Ruby tore off a bunch of the flowers and stickers, it will never fully recover.