After a Day on the Town

Now that we’ve definitely, positively, absolutely, maybe experienced our last freeze of the season, we have a lot to do outside. Consequently, we spent most of our day on the road. We visited a greenhouse to replenish the stock in the landscaping graveyard surrounding our house. We visited a local tulip festival to celebrate the arrival of the spring flowers. We visited a hardware store to replace all the home improvement tools that we lost during the winter storage season. About the only thing we did at home was feed the kids, and sprint them out the door so we could make it home before bedtime.

To our surprise, one of Abbie’s preschool classmates met us when we arrive home. He and his mother were handing out invitations to his birthday party, and just happened to walk up to our house as we pulled into the garage.

As we settled the kids back into home, we invited the boy and his mother into our home. That seemed like the right thing to do since the soon-to-be-four-year-old bolted through our front door and took off after our dog as soon as we opened it to answer the doorbell.

I realized our house was a mess as we led them to our living room. The kids scattered their shoes and socks across the entryway before they tore through the rest of the house. Most of their dishes and about half of their food from lunch was still on the table. The pair of underwear Abbie decided not to wear right before lunch was on full display on the living room floor.

I wanted to apologize for the mess, but then I realized that everything embarrassingly messy had happened today. We didn’t clean anything in our haste to leave the house after lunch. I might’ve muttered a quick apology while saying something about kids being kids. I’m sure the mother understood considering her boy played with every toy in our house at least once during their five-minute visit.