Sidewalk chalk and guilt

There is something about sidewalk chalk that just screams summer. Walking around in your bare feet and scribbling brightly colored creations on the sidewalk is just plain fun. And any time you get to enjoy some baby toes is a good time.
But today I finally went there. I went to that place that I haven't been in a while. So long that I had forgotten how it feels. After a trip to WalMart where I pinched and cringed and felt guilty about whatever money I was spending, I began feeling very anxious. I know I shouldn't go there with the worry, but its so hard sometimes. Wondering how everything is going to work out can be so hard. But I just have to remind myself that God has always provided and been so faithful to us. So I just need to push my worry aside and choose faith instead.

And then I think about my kids. What things would I miss if I wasn't with them? This time with them is so short, and I DO NOT want to miss out on them.
I want to be there when they pick daddy some of the most gorgeous "flowers" that have ever been picked.
I want to see it when Madison runs into the house, finds a vase, fills it with water, puts her flowers in, and lovingly places it on the bathroom counter for daddy to see when he gets home. She did that all on her own, by the way.



And I certainly don't want to miss out on any moments like this!