Homebody

So I'm downloading all my digital pictures into my computer and I realize...they are all taken indoors and most have the background of my green couches. It was then that I asked myself, am I really inside most of the day? Do I have another life outside of Bob the Builder, Sesame Street, and our new indoor toddler basketball hoop? Guilt set in at that moment. Is it really so hard to get all the diapers, snacks, drinks, lotion, lipgloss, wallet, keys, planner, wipes, kleenex, toy cars, binkies and blankets into the diaper bag so I can leave? As I thought about that answer, I thought, sometimes...YES!! So as I was feeling the overwhelming guilt of being indoors so often, I decided to take a walk and go to our park. Sometimes it so overwhelming to even feel like putting shoes and socks on the kids, going upstairs to get my shoes, making sure I have everything together, and going somewhere. But, I did it. (Although all I had to bring was my keys and the garage door opener). I didn't bring the camera to document this event, but it happened. No guilt for allowing the kids too much TV time, no guilt because I go grab an unhealthy snack out of the refrigerator for lack of anything else to do, no guilt for saying "stay inside" to Ethan as I throw out the trash in our trash can in the backyard and he wants to go play. Just me and the boys enjoying the outdoors. One morning down...