My Guarded Time

It’s hunting season around here, which basically means, my little man and I have to keep each other entertained a lot of the time. (I’m mostly the one doing the entertaining.) During the week, school and after school activities keep our lives very full. We tend to eat out more and indulge more when it’s just us. (So much for all the lost weight this year!)

And sometimes we road trip it.

There is going to come a time, (hopefully in the far distant future, though I know that will not be the case) when I won’t hear the singing of my dino dude in the back seat. There will come a time when I will miss listening to Gangnam style for the 200th time. There will come a time when I won’t hear him gasp when he looks out the window to see the sun rising. There will come a time when I will wish I didn’t put him in 5 minute silence mode because the incessant questions and chatter are overwhelming.

I will miss eating with him in little mountain towns.

I will miss roaming the streets.

I will miss his utter excitement to be in a real candy store.

Someday I will miss our time.

I am very guarded with the time I get to spend with him.

I am selfish about it.

And not one bit sorry for being that way.

We saw some majestic mountains. We saw some majestic elk. And sheep (7 of them!!!!) We found an amazing walking park in the middle of the moutains with some AMAZING colors. (it’s exactly how I picture virginia to look this time of year.) We ate well, and stopped at probably too many coffee shops.

But hey, it’s fall. Hot drinks are pretty much consumed all day by this pollack that is freezing cold 90% of the time.