“Where do you want to go today?” I ask my oldest. She has a thing for the Northern Lights, so we spend a little while trawling YouTube for videos before doing another few laps around the house. She put together a rainbow obstacle course for part of the lap, just to mix things up, and when we tire of that I teach her how to do box jumps on the back porch.
We’re trying to make the best of quarantine.
It could be worse. We could be sick. Instead we can cuddle on the couch and watch videos and eat too much chocolate and look for ladybugs in the grass we have yet to mow after all this rain. Tomorrow will bring puddles and worms seeking higher ground, and more questions about how plants make food, why it’s not a school day, and when Santa will come. And yes, at some point I’ll wish they would go to sleep already, but I’ll also be grateful for the extra time. Because someday all the things I didn’t do for work this week won’t matter, but the memories I have of making my kids laugh while I play peekaboo through the trampoline net will.