As I was picking Anna up from school today, I had a plan in mind – we will take advantage of the last day of the good weather (it’s supposed to rain for the next few days), go to the park, pick some leaves, read Leaf Man by Louis Ehlert and make some leaf art, so I can write about it on my blog on Thursday. Anna, however, was a lot more interested in swinging, "flying to Australia” on a seesaw, pretending to hunt panthers and wolfs and collecting “wood for winter”. Then when we finally got home (with one leaf), she insisted on taking her trike for a leaf-collecting ride around the block). It was a ride of never ending whys and what-ifs as she inspected Halloween decorations of our neighbors. All the while I was trying to hurry her along thinking about the project that I wanted to do with her and knowing at the same time that making anything with a cranky child in the end of the day is a sure recipe for disaster. And then I asked myself – why am I stressing over this? Who cares if we make this leaf project today, tomorrow or not at all? Am I so wrapped up in the blog world that I will interrupt her enjoyment of the beautiful late afternoon just so I can take some pictures for my blog? At least I was able to catch myself and watch my daughter do what children do best – play with no agenda, no goal, no guidance. And that made our day special and memorable a lot more than any project could have.
Question: Do you feel sometimes that you make specific plans just so you can blog about this activity? I admit that I’ve been guilty as charged. I am still linking this post to StArt because I am interested to see what other people think about this problem.