We had nothing scheduled over the weekend. Absolutely nothing. No one to meet. Nowhere to go. No major task to accomplish.
But…it was all good.
What did we do? Well, we rounded the kids up and took them out for a walk to the library.
Along the way, daddy spotted a yellow butterfly. He took a small plastic bag and caught it, much to Vera’s delight and JJ’s curiosity.
Here’s Vera holding on to the bag with the butterfly. She said, “Mummy, I want to bring this home and play with it.”
To which I said, “No, because the butterfly’s home belongs to the great outdoors. It would be very sad if it was trapped in our home. Let’s set it free later, okay?”
She thought for awhile, then said okay.
After getting some Chinese books from the library, we walked around a nearby field.
It was wonderful to be out. The sun was strong. The fields were a happy yellow-green.
And the daddy and kiddos were a-walking, a-walking.
You can tell that JJ was one happy baby to be out on the loose.
He also enjoyed playing ‘catch’ with daddy.
Chuckle, chuckle, shrieks of laughter.
Who’s that hiding behind the bus-stop advertisement? Peek-a-boo!
Spending the afternoon in the sun reminded me of this article about childhood myopia. I was taken aback at this finding: “In Singapore, where the rate of nearsightedness is about 90 per cent, most children spent about half-an-hour outside.”
Half an hour is really not a lot.
The problem comes when we have insufficient exposure to bright, natural light. And it’s exacerbated because students spend a lot of time reading, studying, watching TV, and on the computer.
Being a working mum, I may not be able to bring my kids outdoors every day, but I do ask my care-givers to take them to the playground or nearby park.
After such a lovely, sun-shining day out with them, I’m inspired to do this more often. Empty our schedules, relax and chill, run about and have fun with the kids.
Days like these remind me of the priceless possession of motherhood — the pure and simple joy of seeing a big smile on big sister’s face and hearing little boy’s incessant chuckles.
I hope your weekend was good too?