There is no secret recipe to successful Manny-ing but I will say that a weekend outside of the city might just be what everyone needs now and then. Being a shutterbug also doesn’t hurt as taking pictures always seems to soothe my soul! But the wide open spaces, fresh air, farm fresh food and healthy vegetation ain’t so bad either.
This past weekend we spent a few days on the grandparents farm in upstate New York complete with farm animals and lots of open space for the kids to run wild…just what they (and I) needed!
Now that those lovely introductions have been made I can tell you the REAL story of the country. (All caps for dramatic effect of course). I was eaten to death by mosquitos. I didn’t sleep a wink because I had to manage the boys and make sure they went to the bathroom and didn’t pee on grandma’s mattresses. I may not have gone for my usual morning run but I consumed all my energy chasing the boys and breaking up the usual sibling rivalries. Somehow I managed to spend our last day at a Colonial fair complete with candle making, puppet shows, live sheep shearing and then went blueberry picking in the scorching sun where there happened to be MORE mosquitos. I truly didn’t realize how tired I was until we made the three hour drive home to Brooklyn and found myself sitting in TRAFFIC at 12:30 am at the Battery Park tunnel. YES! Twenty minutes left to Brooklyn and we were at a dead stop. Why…..??? As I adjusted the rear view mirror to check on the boys sleeping in the back seat I noticed my blood shot eyes and strewn, greasy hair. I was officially dead. But I had to stop and remind myself that I truly love these boys and am so thankful for the relationship and of course unpredictable lessons they teach me every day.
Aside from all this I will say that taking photos is a stress reliever for me. There is nothing more special to me than capturing that frame, that moment in time that won’t ever exist again. I know, I know…I’m a nerd.