Beauty and art

So it's the end of the year, and I miss my blog here. I miss sinking into a chair during naptime and catching up with my good old friends. I miss doing things because I enjoy them, as it seems my life has become dominated by a to-do list and practicality. And for some reason, Fly lately has been telling me, "I miss you."

Maybe that's why recently I've been craving beauty and art.



And I'd like a side of order.

I look around my house and see the clutter of toys and Christmas packages and stuff JP has left out because he, too, has become stretched and straightening up isn't a priority around our house.

Not beautiful.

I grab a handful of baby fat at my waist and fear that jowls are sneaking up on me.

Not beautiful.

I wake up groggy after five hours of broken sleep, and brace myself for what new three-year-old defiance Fly will hurl at me this day.

Not beautiful.

But I remind myself that this is beauty.



And this is art.



Maybe order will come in time, but until then I will just try to go back to my mantra, "A mama needs to have more fun."

Wishing you a more fun-filled 2010!