A few days a month Eleanor gets to hang out with her best-est cousin, Isabelle (my older brother's daughter). Isabelle comes to hang out with us because my brother works a rotating schedule and my sister-in-law is a nurse who works nights. This is life. It's not a perfect nine to five, Monday to Friday. It's complicated sometimes making it all work. We need each other to keep it all sorted out. Sometimes I wonder if it will ever be easier to schedule my life. Will I ever have a week where I don't have to think about where my daughter will be when I need to meet with a client or attend an evening event? Probably not, and thats okay. I've got my tribe and my community, and we do what we need to for each other.
Yesterday was just so. So I dressed the girls up in their Halloween costumes, and we hopped on a city bus to the Wicked Victoria street festival. We decorated pumpkins, watched a parade, ate candy, and watched an awesome dance performance. I love seeing all of this from their perspective. It's sometimes overwhelming and scary. But witch each passing year it gets less and less scary to them. I'll miss these days when they are full of wonder and excitement about dressing up in costumes and asking strangers for candy.