Doing Nothing Well

IMG_7754I’m home with my homebody kid, which is very different from being home with my can’t-stay-in-this-house-for-one-more-second kid.

Homebody kid owns being home.

Takes it up to an art form, crowns it with its own capital letter.

I am a homebody in my own right, but this kid leaves me in the dust.

And it’s not like the kid rots in front of the television set or loses himself inside PS4’s latest Call of Duty, no.

It’s a very balanced, orchestrated series of events that take place when at Home. There’s down time watching quirky comedies (Napoleon Dynamite jokes never cease to be funny), some rough-housing with the dog, lots of outdoor play, a bit more computer, a smidgeon of time spent reviewing the teenage methodology of Hanging Out In The One’s Room, then outdoor play again, dog, perhaps pool, a movie with Mom on the big screen TV, until, somehow, before you know it, that day is through.

In between activities I manage to feed him a very healthy array of things: cheese, eggs, sliced cucumbers, frozen raspberries, grilled salmon, broccoli, and lots of smoothies with colorful straws. These are all his requests. (No, you cannot adopt him.) To junk it up a bit we throw in Oreo milkshakes with extra Oreos.

 

Leaving the house takes negotiation. I coerce him to go somewhere at least one time a day. Even for the most mundane activities. Yesterday we went to Target.   I needed socks and a few other humdrum things. We spent the bulk of our visit fighting each other with oversized Turtle Ninja swords found on aisle 10, then hopped over to aisle 13 for a hula-hoop competition. Shockingly, I won! That was the most fun I’ve ever had buying socks.

I get asked often what we are doing all day long, what activity my son is enrolled in, what’s the schedule like. When I reply we are doing absolutely nothing there are uncomfortable pauses. People aren’t sure what to make out of nothing. Everybody’s kid is enrolled in something.  Even my husband sounds a tad worried when he calls in to check on us from whatever worldly destination his work takes him to. “You don’t want to do something with him? Go somewhere?” He asks, concerned that my schedule-less reply must be a problem. Now would be the time to tell you that my can’t-stay-in-this-house-for-one-more-second kid is just like her daddy.

Soon my son will be off to sleep away camp to join his sister where he will be hit with a plethora of activities, a full and complete schedule that will have everyone else breathing a sigh of relief.   He will leave Home eagerly, willingly: he loves his time at camp. But I will miss him and the permission he gives me to spend a few unencumbered weeks together, where we just let days drift into each other, stop and enjoy the back yard or the way a lizard is sunbathing on a leaf, or the joys of playing tug of war with an over-enthusiastic golden retriever.

Summer in its simplest, truest form.

Super Summer Smoothie

Super Summer Smoothie

Ingredients

  • 1 peach, ripe, peeled and chopped
  • 1 banana, chopped
  • ½ cup unsweetened plain Kefir*
  • 1-2 teaspoons agave syrup
  • 2 ice cubes
  • *Kefir is similar to liquid yogurt, and loaded with health benefits! Look for it in the yogurt section of your local supermarket.

Instructions

  1. Put all ingredients in the blender and blend on high speed for half a minute or so.
  2. Variation: If you are fortunate to have a friend with an over-eager mango tree, you can replace the peach for 1 mango, peeled and chopped.
  3. Coconut goes great here too! Add 2 tablespoons of shredded coconut and/or coconut yogurt (replace for plain kefir if you do!)
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2 Responses to “Doing Nothing Well”

  1. Work says:

    I love, love, LOVE this recipe! I make it in four quart bachets at a time. (need to feed five kids) and when I let it sit out long enough it forms one mass, like apple yogurt Super yummy! Thanks for posting!

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