Chocolate Peanut Butter Pie
Thank goodness I did not have much planned for today. After the long drive this weekend and the emotions that kept surfacing, it was good to take it easy. For me that meant going on my morning walk, eating breakfast, and then taking my daughter’s suggestion to take a nap. At first I thought, really? A nap? Then I thought, why not?
Outside the day was cool and grey and a nap was the perfect remedy for my blues. After an hour or so, I awoke refreshed and better prepared to tackle some tasks. One of those tasks includes my daily practice of writing “morning pages” that I began in January. I’ve mentioned it here before, but it bears repeating. Each day I commit to writing 750 words, which equates to about three pages. This is a practice found in the book, The Artist’s Way, and I have done it before. However, this time I am doing it online via this website. Each day I get a reminder email sent to my inbox and after I have completed my words, or pages, a quick analysis of my writing is given. Writing each day is a wonderful habit and I encourage you to check it out!
After my “work” was done, I prepared a lovely treat – a Chocolate Peanut Butter pie for a couple of neighbors that live up the street. Perhaps I had been thinking about them because my “baby” has moved away and one of the memories I have of them occurred after their last baby was born. I was so delighted for them and oohed and aahed over their little one. After that meeting, I occasionally saw Robert or Vonna walking the baby in a snuggly. It brought back fond memories of me doing the same with my children.
Fast forward to a year or two ago when I was visiting my friend Mia’s kindergarten class at Helman Elementary. There I saw Vonna at one of the small tables helping a child and was stunned to find out that the child was her “baby” and he was 5 years old! Which means that today that little boy is seven and in the second grade! I am constantly amazed at how fast time goes by and how short a time a child actually spends as a baby.
This afternoon I brought Vonna and Robert my pie creation. Vonna seemed concerned that there were Lego‘s on the floor of the living room. I think it is wonderful that her child’s playing and creativity is given a priority. We can always have a clean house, but raising healthy well-adjusted kids, now that’s a far more admirable accomplishment. In fact, I can’t think of a better one!
The cleaning and scrubbing
will wait till tomorrow,
for children grow up,
as I’ve learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down, cobwebs.
Dust go to sleep.
I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep’
Ruth Hulbert Hamilton