The best part of the day is in the dark of the morning. My husband has already gone to work; my children are still sleeping (if I’m lucky). I pour hot, black coffee into my favorite mug and sit down on the living room couch to fully wake up.
No, wait, when my daughters come tip-toeing downstairs in their penguin nightgowns, their hair still rumpled from sleep and their movements slow and sleepy, that is the best part of the day. They sidle up next to me for their morning hug, and then run downstairs for a little morning TV.
But there’s nothing like dropping them off at school, either. Then I can breath a sigh of relief. Lunches have already been made for the day, homework and library books are safely in backpacks, and the morning rush is over. Then it’s off to teach all morning with my preschool class. I’m so grateful to have a job I love.
And isn’t it nice to be able to come home for lunch? I have the whole afternoon ahead of me to get some things done that need doing. Laundry, grocery shopping, etc. Tasks I don’t necessarily enjoy, but one of the benefits of having a part time job is having the time to get them done!
I love picking my girls up from school and talking to them about their day. I’ve missed them, you see.
There are some parts of my day that are not the best. Making dinner is one of them. It’s not that I don’t like to cook; I actually do. It just that making dinner every night gets a little…tedious. As does washing the dishes afterwards.
Yet there is nothing better after a long, hard day than stretching out under my warm, down comforter in my soft, cozy bed, and turning out the light.
I may have had a little difficulty choosing the best part of my day.
What’s the best part of your day?
