The Afternoon

The stars have aligned for the very last time this year. Picture the universe shifting and then falling perfectly into place. That's how I feel on these magical afternoons.

I remember over a year ago seriously losing sleep over what preschool class to put Lincoln in. The morning or the afternoon. I remember the idea coming to me. That if I played my cards right, if I could line everything up perfectly, I could take Lincoln to school and then come home and put the other two down for naps. Today is the last day of this magical, glorious time.

I love my children sooooo much. When they are sleeping. I listen to that beautiful sound of nothing, with my furnace fan humming, the dishwasher running. The dishwasher has got to be one of my favorite sounds ever. I suppose it's like a modern twisted version of soft ocean waves crashing against the shore. I don't have ocean. So the sloshing back and forth of my dishwasher will have to do.

With this amazing gift, of time. Comes also great responsibility (of course). I usually pack my to-do list jammed full and expect everything to get done in these two hours. But when the time comes all I want to do is sit here. And stare off into space.

Also, my house doesn't currently look like this. But let's all just pretend it does. : )