This is being written on Monday (and continued/finished on Thursday). And the perfect day wrapped up occurred on Sunday. It began with a wake up after loosing an hour due to daylight savings. It has always stumped me...how time just falls or springs. I have always wondered why stopping time can't be as easy. This Sunday...I would have, could have, and did (in my own magical way) stop time. The sky view from Florida was crisp and cool and clear, all views yelling "GET OUT HERE AND ENJOY ME!".
So we did...Sulli and I. We got up and hung out. Funny...at this moment I can't even remember what we did when we woke. Anyway, after lounging around for a bit, I decided to treat us to breakfast. How could I possibly stay in, cook and then wash dishes? So we ate a delish b-fast full of chai tea, mickey mouse shaped pancakes and fritatas with veggies. Although, as the plates were being served, time froze. I began cutting the pancakes and getting the plate ready for Sulli...you know, making sure his napkin was accessible, water in reach, etc. And I realized how happy I was. And then time started again. And I realized part of that happiness had to do with the realization of selflessness...one of the greatest and trickiest attributes of parenthood.
Next we decided to practice riding his bike with out the training wheels. So we head to this new FANTASTIC park. At first Sulli was resistant and wanted to go home and ride around the neighborhood. I explained that at the park we would not have to worry about cars, people walking dogs, etc. We would have space which is exactly what someone needs when learning to ride a bike. Mom won, we go to park. We get bike out of car, attach helmet to head and pads to elbows and knees and set sail. Fell twice. Each time with Sulli saying so cutely "Thank goodness I am wearing my helmet and pads!" Each time Sulli re-enacting the falls to show exactly where he hit the pavement and how the helmet and pads helped. After about 10 mins I realize, "Today's the day. He is on and getting the hang of it." So I let go of the seat. He did not notice at first and was riding his bike. Then he noticed I was about 4 feet away from him. I instructed him to remain calm...I think my words were "Don't freak out. Just relax! You got it!" He is still nervous and pleads, "Mom please hold on." So he puts on breaks and asks for a moment to sit on the bench and think about how he just rode his bike. Snapshot to my heart forever. So he rests, closes his eyes and who knows how he visualized that moment. We decide to ride back to the car, drop off the bike and celebrate with play on the killer playground (climbing rock and mock skateboard thing). On the way back he is cruising so quickly I can hardly keep up. I say, "Does it feel great?" He replies, "I can feel the breeze on my face!" We head home in a glow. The joy/accomplished/happy/loving/goodness is hard to describe. See what I mean by "perfect day wrapped up and placed on a special shelf"?
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