The kids are on Spring Break this week. I’m a fan of Spring Break.
Each spring at the kids’ school the 4th and 5th graders work on a big history project culminating with a festival the last school day before the break begins. They write a research paper. They put together an oral presentation, complete with a tri-fold poster. They dress up. They make (or buy…no shame in that!) something to sell at their marketplace. The moms decorate and bring food for a feast. It’s a big to-do and a lot of work and I’ll just admit it, I don’t always have the best attitude about it. I don’t like to make things and I don’t like coming up with costumes. By the time we hit the day before everything is due and we are STILL finishing things up I’m just ready to have it done already.
But then the big day arrives. The kids are dressed up and they dance and eat and sell their wares. And they have the biggest smiles and declare how much fun the day is and I realize it is all worth it. All the fuss and time and burned fingers from hot glue is worth the memories seared into their young minds. I can’t speak for all the kids, but mine sure love this event every year. History comes alive and they get a taste of what life was like way back when.
So that was last week. The festival was Thursday and I was glad when it was over, but also thankful for the day. Thankful for the school my kids are able to attend. For the teachers who pour so much of themselves into the lives of their students. Those hours I spent at the school that day reminded me of how blessed we are to be a part of such a school.
Thursday afternoon and Friday morning we threw some things together for our trip to Arizona. Because of all the busyness with the school projects and laundry and packing I had little time to get my house back in order before we left. I kept reminding myself that when we came home from our trip the house would be a mess and that was OK. It was what it was and just be thankful that we have the chance to get away for a few days. And as nice (and preferable) as it is to come home after a long day of driving to a clean and tidy house, it wasn’t worth being completely frazzled at the front end of our trip. So I left it.
We finally hit the road late Friday morning, stayed one night in El Paso, and arrived in Arizona Saturday where we camped for the remainder of our trip. I’ll write more about the details of the trip later this week (and share lots of pictures!), but can I just say that Arizona is a glorious state? It is beautiful and sunny and filled with so many lovely things. Everywhere we went we could see mountains. The state park we camped in was filled with saguaro cacti (the ones with the arms, that only grow in that part of Arizona and down into northern Mexico). And Phoenix. Oh, Phoenix! With your palm trees and blue skies and perfect weather. The Arizona desert sure is a lot different than the Texas desert. Marvelous!
It was the perfect beginning to our break. I’ve sung the praises of road trips before, of being out in nature and spending time with my family. If road trips were a love language, that would be mine.
We’re home now. Yes, my house is a mess, but slowly I’ll get it back in order. The laundry will get done. The dining room table will soon be cleared of craft supplies and leftover school projects. I didn’t even mind coming home to the clutter last night. I was filled with thankfulness for a wonderful few days away, marveling at nature, laughing with my family, and watching some baseball in the Arizona sunshine.
Marvelous gifts I am so very thankful for.
69 ~ a wonderful school for my kids
70 ~ fabulous teachers
71 ~ completed projects
72 ~ Spring Break
73 ~ road trips
74 ~ our pop-up
75 ~ camping
76 ~ campfires
77 ~ beautiful sunrises
78 ~ and sunsets
79 ~ saguaro cactus
80 ~ mountains
81 ~ sunshine
82 ~ blue, blue skies
83 ~ palm trees
84 ~ making memories
85 ~ laughing with my family
86 ~ an afternoon of baseball (Spring Training!)
87 ~ walking in the moonlight
88 ~ hiking
89 ~ watching my kids explore
90 ~ wildflowers
91 ~ sun-kissed noses