It’s sometimes not the most productive, this working from home thing, but there are moments when I love it. Moments that I’d miss if I was otherwise in an office or a construction trailer or a jobsite. Moments like this morning.
Actual conversation heard:
Daddy: Selah, want to go to church?
Selah: NO! Beach! Beach! Swimming! Go to beach, swimming!
I can preface this. We’ve been cooped up in the house, all of us sick, for the past three days. So she must be going stir crazy. This morning, we were folding clothes and setting aside some for the trip to Nicaragua. When the bathing suits passed by, she immediately wanted to rip off her clothes and put on the suits. On her head, her arm, anything that could get in the “bathing suit, mommy, bathing suit! Swimming!”.
So, after a diaper change, even though it’s probably 55 degrees (freezing, right?!) outside, into the bathing suit she went to run around the house, preparing to go “swimming”. I think something about my instructions that we could “pretend to go swimming at the beach” was lost. Maybe just “swimming” and “beach” made it through. Unfortunately, now it is all she has on the brain. So, into my home office I go, and best of luck to Daddy who has her until he goes to school after lunch. And just as I sit down and log on…I’m greeted with the church vs. swimming conversation.
A girl after my own heart 😉
(PS – Jesse only has to go to church to pick up “Elmo” that we forgot there last week, who I’m sure Selah will be equally as happy with provided they locate him. 🙂 )