Okay not the darkness of the soul, but rather the darkness
of the season. Our childcare newsletter said it best when describing the
preschool puppet show and how Mother Earth calls her seed, plant, and animal babies
home. So too, we call our babies home, deep into our living room with lights
low to cuddle and restore. Pulling
tighter our already close bubble, we have further limited our weekend excursions,
opting to stay home and learn how to be together throughout the day, rather
than trying to fill the time with the next adventure. trips to the beach or the
fair have been replaced with quiet at home days or hikes in the woods at BEEC.
Bedtimes have shifted back from 8:00-8:30 to 7:00-7:30. Mornings come earlier
as a result, and we use that time of fresh energy for reading stories building
projects, and puppet shows. Evenings have low lighting and lots of snuggles.
Using this time to further get to know each other as a
family and as individuals has been quite a blessing, and we selfishly bask in
the warmth of our tiny bubble, with little desire for further interaction or
interruption. We will hold this space for quiet during the weeks before the
holidays begin, keeping it as a space to always retreat to, even as the demands
of the upcoming months attempt to approach our door.
