Outside

There is a certain time of the day. When the sun is getting lower. Adam is only a couple of hours away from arriving home. My to do list is looking longer then it did at the beginning of the day. Late afternoon is when I feel myself getting most frustrated and anxious about getting things done. Cooking dinner, a quick tidy or sweep. Lately, when it gets to this point, Artie and I simply leave the house and head outside. We play downstairs until Adam pulls into the driveway.

Because you know what? The chores and to do lists are still waiting for me, they are not in a hurry and are not going anywhere. However, Arthur will only be this age once. It is times like this that I remember to be truly grateful that I am able to be a stay-at-home mum and watch my boy play in the late afternoon sun.