Yay! Construction!

Because of too many complications and annoyances in our lives (hello, kitchen remodel!), we ended up on the road at 6:00 tonight, headed over to my parents’ house to pickup our second car.  Our first car as a married couple, it usually just goes to the Metro station and back (if we’re lucky), but this week we had pressed it into service to take us away, far away from the Kitchen That Time Forgot.

Yes, the one with water seeping under the floors and around the counters.

Yes, we’re getting it fixed.

Soon, okay?  (But no, not soon enough for scrapbooking night.)

After a good workout on the playground and a costly jaunt through the nearby Stride-Rite store, we kissed the grandparents good-bye and got in the car.  It had been a long day, a day where I had meant to get a lot of work done, and achieved only a couple hours of work.  (The breeze was so nice, and my children’s laughter more precious than hours on the clock…)  We had added this trip into our already-crunched routine, and the day was overstuffed.  Tired and hungry, I buckled my oldest boy into his car seat.  He stopped me and asked me to look at the moon with him.

He asked me to look at the moon with him.

And then he said, in a three-year-old’s precious little voice, “Mommy, this was the best night.”

I agreed with him, kissed his cheek (as I do every time I buckle him in), and thought about that all the way home.  Through the dark.  Dodging orange and white cones.  Being passed by fast cars and faster tractor trailors.  Screeching to a halt in front of the “ROADWORK TONIGHT” sign that alerted us to miles (yes, miles) of cones, all lined up like the children in the Madeline books, ready to go for a walk down the dark black interstate.

Through it all, I can still hear his happy little voice.  “Mommy, this was the best night.”

Don’t ruin it, Susan.

Keep your cool.

And just when three lanes narrowed to one, and the SUVs on my right tried in sequence to cut me off and squeeze in line in front of me, a little voice piped up from the back seat.

“Yay, construction!”

And we were back on our adventure, through The Land Of Big Yellow Machines, and it became a game to see who could find the crane, the rolly, the dozer, and the pickup trucks first.

Hmmm.

Maybe this was the best night after all.

16 Responses to Yay! Construction!

  1. cousin-in-law says:

    To be three again. Everything is so exciting.
    I am glad you guys are having a good time.

    Miss You

    Stacy

  2. Donna4k says:

    Believe it or not we used to try to get stopped by the trains…many of us can use a childs perspective to change our own…one of the finest perks of loving little people is th little moments that really are the biggest if you can slow down and catch the sweet wind of their wonder…enjoy your boys!

  3. ilinap says:

    The whole thing about stopping to smell the roses is so true. Rather, stopping to smell the tar, exhaust, and dust. My boys dig construction too and even make waiting for the train to pass more of an adventure than frustration.

  4. ohgrammy says:

    I agree — it was “the best night!”

  5. It’s always good to have a little someone behind you (or snuggling next to you) to remind you what is important. That is probably what I love the most about being a mom.

  6. NYfriend says:

    Awww, what a great story! It’s one of the jey things that childhood and being a parent are all about. 🙂🙂

    So glad you were able to enjoy the moment, it can be tough to do as a “grown-up.”

  7. What a nice reminder of what’s really important, and how keeping all in perspective is so much better than losing your shit!

  8. Susie says:

    Don’t you want to be three again? They make it look so easy with their glass half-full attitude. Yay Construction vs. Oh crap, stressful traffic! I’m going to try and remember that next time I’m driving through a tough spot. Yah, jersey barriers…

  9. I am enjoying your last few posts – just ordinary life – no cancer!! Enjoy those boys – it truly does go by too fast. Whenever I see construction now I call my friend with her 2 1/2 year old and tell them where there is a crane or repaving or a earth moving equipment!!!

  10. Bubba's Sis says:

    Oh, to see life thru the eyes of a child!

  11. Kyla says:

    Sometimes all it takes is a little perspective and kids seem to be filled with it.

  12. Bon says:

    there is something about the way a little kid sees the world that can soothe and heal like nothing else.🙂

  13. BetteJo says:

    If he said so – it must have been. 🙂

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