a blue sky day

This summer has been brimming full of blue sky days. Gorgeous, long, sunny days where the sun shines in through the front window, coming up just over the top of the corn stalks in the morning and dips down into the horizon behind our house at night. They are days marked with nuggets of joy wrapped in tiny moments throughout the day.

 Our mornings are long and lazy. Henry wakes up first and as we both curl up together on the couch, we look out those big front windows and we notice the already blue sky. He sips hot cocoa while I sip hot coffee. We say it's going to be a great day. Henry has ideas about what we will do. Sometimes it's going to the pool, or hitting baseballs outside. Sometimes it's doing nothing at all which really means we won't drive anywhere in our van, and sometimes that's the very best kind of way to enjoy a blue sky day. That means we'll be staying in our pajamas well into the afternoon.

It means we'll take out tractors and drive them along the couch, being sure to properly farm the fields; first cultivating then planting then spraying and then at long last harvesting with the combine. It means we'll play games like Memory. And if we do it means Henry will collect a huge stack of matches while I have a measly few. He's really good at this game, and he knows it.

It means we'll play outside.

We'll drive the Gator and ride our bikes back and forth to their grandma and grandpa's house. This particular day Henry walked beside me as we followed behind William. I reached my hand down and he held it. I beamed beneath the hazy blue sky, clasping my big boy's hand as we walked along the road.

We'll stay outside until our shadows grow long and we'll look for toads and find them nestled under rocks and in the tall grass.

And then when we are jammied again, we'll come back outside because the sun is now setting on our blue sky day and we see this from the window,

And we'll go outside and it looks just as beautiful as we imagined.

We'll catch lightning bugs in Mason jars as we take it all in; the warm summer air, the glowing bugs, the colors of the sky as the sun bids us one last farewell.

Yes, blue sky days are our favorite kind of days. It's only July and I'm so happy we have at least two more months to drink them in.