there were dishes to do, a mound of folded but not put away clothes calling my name, and a long list of other chores that come with Monday.
there were also some questions I couldn’t answer, and there was some confusion and disappointment.
We played dressup.
The dishes needed to wait. And they needed me to play. To pretend. And engage. I needed to laugh.
Don’t get me wrong. The time of Joy didn’t really change anything. The dishes still had to be done later, the confusion still lingers, we had to clean up the mess we made in the playroom, I still got frustrated this afternoon in parenting.
but for TODAY
We have these pictures. These memories. We’ll remember we chose Joy.
We will remember
we played dress up.