September 26, 2010

Sunday Drive

When I was a little girl, my mom and dad would load us kids up in the car and they would drive all over God's creation on Sunday afternoons. I thought they were SO lame. I can remember being 10 or 11, sitting in the back seat thinking that my parents were acting like really old fuddy duddies taking in the scenery and driving way to slow down the narrow country roads.


Fast forward 20 years and stop.the.world. I've turned into my parents. (How does that happen?  One day you're 15 and swearing up and down that you will NEVER be like your parents, and then BAM- it just sort of happens...and you're mostly grateful for it!) I find myself now thinking that it has been a really good Sunday if we've had time to just take an hour out of our busy lives to drive around way too slow on narrow country roads. Kamron and I (sometimes) hold hands in the front seat and look at houses and dream about where we will be in 5 years or 10 years. We nearly always travel the same roads, and somehow our journey leads us right to this little alpaca farm that is nestled in the middle of the country. For years, we've been pulling the car over on the side of the road and rolling down the windows so the kids can yell at the alpacas from the backseat. The sign on the front of the farm gives a phone number to call for farm tours and we've always said we'd love to do it- but it always turns into one of those things that we just never remembered to call about.

Well, yesterday we found out that today is actually National Alpaca Farm Day. Who knew? And that lovely little alpaca farm that we've passed on leisurely Sunday afternoons was open to the public today. So we hopped in the car after church and headed out to meet the alpacas. Turns out, alpaca farms are not that exciting. But that didn't stop our kids from having a great time! Even Miles loved the alpacas and he hates animals!





Once you've seen one alpaca, you've kind of seen them all. They don't do much. Just stand around and look kind of goofy. Some have better hair styles than others, but for the most part, they are all the same! Luckily, there was a hammock and that was everyone's favorite part of our Sunday adventure!




It truly is the little things in life. Like spending a Sunday afternoon at the alpaca farm.  I am constantly waking up and reminding myself that life is what's happening to me- right now. This very minute. Not 5 or 10 years from now. I am trying my best to learn to live in the here and now- despite the chaos of raising 3 small children. Because I know that in just a blink of time, the children will be old enough to sit in the backseat and complain about how we are driving too slow on a Sunday afternoon looking at "stupid" stuff. They'll realize that I am really lame and they'll rebel.  They'll want to spend Sunday afternoons with their friends or doing anything in the world but spend time with me. So I'm trying to savor this time- while they are still little enough to think that I know everything and I'm still cool. I know I won't be able to fool them forever. I know the day is coming where Kamron and I are driving on narrow country roads all alone on Sunday afternoons- talking about how we miss our kids and reminiscing of when our children were just knee high to an alpaca...


"Enjoy the little things in life, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things."
-Author Unknown


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