Virtual Coffee II

It's Tuesday... so it's time for a little Virtual Coffee. Head over to Amy's for details and to check out more Virtual Coffee participants!

If we were really meeting for coffee today...

I'd be hounding the barista to see if they could make me a pumpkin spice latte even though it's a day away from September {and if I remember... they start making them in September... but I haven't been counting days or anything like that...}

When we got situated, me with my probably non fat vanilla latte that really isn't nearly as good as a pumpkin spice latte, I'd start to talk your ear off.

And I'd ask you if you had any idea how many different things you can do with Uno cards.

Seriously.

I busted them out earlier today, and Fynn and I matched numbers, practiced numbers, sorted, built card towers... and now he has a favorite number. Three. Of course. Because he's, you know, so three.

If you were sitting across from me at a little coffee shop, I'd casually whip out a certain membership card to a certain writer's community that I mentioned last week...

I'd probably tell you how it made me giddy to know that there's a card in my wallet that has to do with me and my passion, and it sits between the zoo membership and the beach pass. A little reminder of this process and creative journey. A reminder to simply write.

I'd have to tell you about our trip to the beach earlier today. We went, after a morning of errands and a nap that was too short for Paige, to get out of the house. And it was just too hot to go anywhere but the beach. But Fynn was acting like an old fart and made this face the whole time:

And Paige was happy as a pig in you know what for a while. I love this picture, because it shows exactly how she runs! Hands out by her side, open - grabbing and holding on to life and fun and excitement every single moment of her day. {things I do not love about the picture, naked kid in the background, skimpy bikini lady in the background... so there's a bit of editing, can you tell? ;)}

But it was high tide, and it looked like there was enough wood in the water that there had to have been a ship wreck or something... so Fynn didn't play in the water, and I stupidly let Paige slash around to her hearts content. Until she started screaming bloody murder, and I couldn't figure out why. I carried her up to the blanket, Paige writhing in pain, Fynn scared to death, people staring. Her feet were fine, legs fine... after stripping her down it turned out that she had wooden splinters in a very delicate area...

I'd spare you the removal of wooden splinter details. Just know my mommy skills were utilized, and the little girl is fine...

We didn't quite recover from that fiasco.

So I'd tell you about how we packed up, and it took forever to walk back to the car.

I'd whip out the camera that I always have with me and show you the silly faces the kids made when I asked them to stop for a picture. They did what they always do - Fynn turned his head the opposite direction and Paige said "CHEESE!!" {it's a miracle that I get any good shots of my kids}

They're funny kids.

I hope that if we were together today I'd remember to ask you about you and your family and your life. Or I hope you'd tell me to stop talking for a minute so you could get a word in edgewise.

I might have had a little too much caffeine already today... and when that happens, I have a hard time slowing down to listen.

So I'd apologize profusely :)

And then I'd thank you for putting up with me, and make plans to do this again next Tuesday, when hopefully there will be pumpkin spice lattes at our table.