Wednesday, August 14, 2013

The Good, The Bad and The Ugly

I've been thinking a lot about perfection.  I hope it doesn't sound sac religious but I have to admit that these days it isn't my favorite religious philosophy. I think that the quest to perfection is noble and important but sometimes...sometimes I don't want to be perfect. I just want to be good enough.  I get tired of the push to always be a little better.

Today was one of those days.

Lucky for you I took pictures

Look at these adorable kids painting

Do not look at the state of my house.  {I took a broader shot to help you get the full scope} 

Pay no attention to the fact that Noah's painting mostly involves eating the dotters.

Look at me taking my kids to the Museum of Natural History.  

And now look at them spending more time climbing on this statue outside the museum than looking at anything inside.  {And look at those dirty dirty feet!  My gosh}

And now the most horrific admission of the whole day. Today I took the time to put on sneakers with my yoga pants before we went to the library in hopes that other people would think I was a sporty mom and not just a lazy mom.  

My house was still messy when I kissed my kids good night {almost an hour late but as I mentioned we're not keeping score} but I thanked Claire for
coming to the museum with me and I told her I had a great time. She smiled a drowsy smile and said, me too.

If that's as perfect as it gets I will take it--all of it; The messy houses, the sneakers and yoga pants, the tantrums and the drowsy kisses and smiles.


And, in an incredible stroke of luck I found the site of my next date night with Nathan. {who am I kidding, after finding a place like this can I even begin to suggest that this day wasn't perfect?  Oh wait, full fledged tantrum on the 1 train-yikes}


  1. Just wanted to let you know I always enjoy your posts. Its refreshing to read your blog! :-)

  2. I too am so glad you still blog. Yours is one of my favorites! Miss you guys.

    Anyway, I often prefer to think of perfection as meaning complete or whole, rather than flawless. Maybe that's still impossible to ever really attain, but it seems a heck of a lot less daunting than having zero imperfection.

  3. Your life is messy but beautiful. We miss and love you guys, and I love reading all your updates :)