Yesterday we didn't go outside at all.  It was a perfectly beautiful day with the windows open and a light breeze just wafting through our sylvan apartment.  This annoyed me a little bit, especially in light of having read Things were so different when I was growing up! and a few other 'kids need to be outside' themed blog posts recently, I felt kind of bummed about this fact.

Early afternoon found Alexei and I in the living room listening to a record.  It was a record I had listened to as a kid, but made even earlier.  Choo-Choo The Runaway Engine.  This was followed up with City Mouse — Country Mouse, a less than 4 minute story about two mice.  The thing that grabbed my attention was the background music.  It seemed to fit the kind of day I was having, except in my mind's eye I pictured my son and daughter (and miscellaneous other offspring) sitting on the porch on a carefree Sunday afternoon, rocking in the glider on our front porch, possibly sipping some lemonade, listening to tales of mice and other old-fashioned records.

They say that if you don't have a dream, the chance of it becoming reality is next to nil.  Actually, I just made that up, but it sounds like something 'they' would say.  Anywho, I've got a vision, now I just need to bring it to fruition.

PS. Ten years down the road, would somebody mind reminding me about this post?  It'll be interesting to see what happens.