Here’s what my children did yesterday. First a creation by H landed on my desk.
Then M cleaned the kitchen counter and stove top within an inch of its life, upon which she retired to her computer. Sometime later she emerged. “Mom,” she said, “you’re number 5 on the CBC bestseller list.” (Canadian fiction)
But the best was yet to come. A and I snuggled on the couch reading, while our kids nested on the loveseat kitty corner. There was hilarity, pushing, and silent reading. It was an ordinary evening and yet extraordinary.
Did I mention that we spent the afternoon at the library?