The doors are flung open all day long now, and the sun feels so delicious. The grand busy-ness of my work season is abating (though not quite gone yet), and I steal moments where I can.
There have been entirely too many, "No, honey, mama is too busy right now," conversations in the house lately, and an abysmal lack of time for anything unrelated to the barebones basics of our homeschooling routine or to the accounting/taxation side of my life.
But we are master moment-stealers, and our schedules are beginning to find some margin again. Time for reading stories together, time to play with the members of our reptilian menagerie, time for baking mostly-healthy-but-slightly-decadent treats, time for bloom-gazing. Time for each other. Oh, Springtime, we are so pleased to see you again.