The Best Time of Day…

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.

rain boots

What’s the best part of your day?


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Good ol’ Little People

I wasn’t going to write a post for you today, but then I went over to Mama Kat’s and darn it! There were several writing prompts just begging me to answer!

Remember when Little People really were little? And made out of wood? Now they are larger and completely made out of plastic, and they actually have names. When I bought Little People for my children, the toys were accompanied by short DVD’s introducing Sarah Lynn and Michael. Lily was so entranced by Michael making a rainbow that she adopted his name for several months. She would insist on being called “Michael” and wouldn’t answer to her own name. I even blogged about it. Reading that post from when Lily was four made me realize how much she has grown. As a third-grader, she is very well behaved in school and would be crushed if she needed to be in a time-out!

So what does all this have to do with the writing prompt: 4. A childhood toy you once loved? After Christmas, I brought home some of my old toys from my Dad’s house. I didn’t think my daughters would have fun playing with them; they are getting too old for Little People. I set them out on the living room floor, and to my surprise, Emmy and Lily played with them all afternoon! I remember playing with the Fisher-Price castle with my little brother and sister, and even though I was a little old to be playing with Little People, I still thought the castle was pretty neat.

Fisher-Price vintage house and castle
Emmy and Lily playing with my old Little People

What was one of your favorite toys as a child? Do your children play with them?

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