A Proper Day

Yesterday was what a day should be. It reached the 70s for the first time this year. It was really windy (wind warnings and everything) but Evie and I decided to bike to a friend's house. It is an 11 mile trip one-way. The wind was blowing so hard on the way there that it literally stopped us in our tracks. We made it though and that feeling of accomplishment stayed with us throughout the day (on the way home there were periods where we literally didn't pedal for 2 miles--it took us half the time to return home). At our friend's house the girls played outside, built forts and climbed trees. The boys played with gliders and talked about computers. The mamas talked, and talked and talked about all sorts of things. We talked about important things, sad things, mundane things. We shared worries and hopes and plans. We all ate lunch together (all eight of us) and then we cleaned up together. I got to wash the dishes at my friend's house and two of us carried a sofa upstairs that was being passed to another family. Real life together with the most amazing people. It was a day the way a day ought to be.