Hi! My name is Sarah. This is my blog. This is my house. That boy on the couch over there is my younger son. Those dying plants on the mantle, shoes on the floor, dust on the endtables, and cat sleeping in the sun are all parts of my life.
Today, after weeks of massive planning and implementing a camp for 45 little girls, and after a night spent in a hotel rewarding 15 awesome teenage camp leaders, I am reclaiming my regular life. I am going to clean my house, listen to every rambling word my 10-year-old says to me, cook a nutritious meal, and put clean laundry away. I am going to visit my parents down the road and sit out on the patio with them, rather than just dropping off my son so I can go do camp.
I might even sit here and watch an episode of Scooby-Doo with my little guy and have another cup of coffee. Because today, I don't have to be anywhere else.