It was a long and exhausting day at work. I picked you up from school, and just wanted to hurry through the evening routine. Snack, homework, watch a show, dinner, bath, bed.

There was laundry to put away, floors to mop, and did I mention how exhausted I was?

I plopped  down on the couch to catch a break.  You came up to me with those big brown eyes, and said “Mama, can we please go outside?” 

Sigh. I had so much to do, but I know childhood waits for no one. 

You embraced your inner Picasso. 

I watched you leap through the air like a baby kangaroo. My, my, how you have grown in the last year. 

We busted out the bubbles. I watched you all turn into a pack of ravenous wolves. 

It. was. glorious. 

Thank you for reminding me to slow down, and savor the golden hour in childhood.