Slowing down

When the boys were young I made a conscious decision not to rush them through our days. As we walked the paths of our lives I wanted to enjoy and let them enjoy their own spontaneity. I wanted them to remember that we always stopped to smell the flowers. As they have gotten older we have gotten busier and I realized that we were rushing everywhere.

Today at the WAP we were walking the trails in the cactus garden we took a turn that led us to this dead end.



I wanted to immediately turn around so we could continue on our hike, but the boys had a different idea.

I'm not sure how long we sat here

We played in the dirt,



"fed the birds" (dirt)

Those little piles of dirt on the rocks are the "food" that Ryan and Evan left for the birds.

built a sandcastle (dirt), and

This was a sandcastle one moment and Half Dome the next.

wrote letters in the sand with our sand crayons



however long it was, it was long enough for me to compose this post, one letter at a time with my thumbs, using the note function in my not so smart phone.

We are still playing blissfully and I am still sitting not so blissfully on a hard rock. But I am so glad I put my own agenda in check and allowed this totally organic moment to occur.