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I awaken at 3:30 each weekday morning, do an hour of work, and then spend one rushed hour getting ready with my kids. I’m then in traffic for an hour or so before beginning my full workday.

Yesterday, I had an early doctor appointment. Instead of rushing out the door, I spent two and a half hours hanging out with my kids. I helped my older son, Li’l D, scramble an egg before snuggling with him on the couch and reading Charlotte’s Web aloud. I walked him through homework corrections and then, after my three-year-old (Littler J) was really awake, laughed at the sounds of my little boys racing through the house while hollering their mirth.

I grinned the whole way to the doctor’s office. It was just such a perfect morning!

After my appointment, I called my husband to tell him how it’d gone. It turned out he was at the grocery store on the same block as the doctor’s office, so I met him in the store. I savored the weight of Littler’s hand in mine as my husband pushed the shopping cart. Littler made an adventure of even a shopping trip, so that I beamed the whole way through the trip. 

As we parted ways in the parking lot, I told my husband that the morning had been absolutely perfect. I said I’d have to make a point to do this more often on the weekday. Once a month, maybe?!

I grinned as I began my late drive to the office.

Nine years ago, before I had an inkling I was on the verge of parenthood, my perfect morning involved a couple of hours of World of Warcraft and then a six- or seven-shot latte en route to work. On the very best mornings, I’d spend a little time staring at the ceiling and daydreaming about the weekend, too. 

My perfect morning is so much different now than it was then. It’s busier and louder by far now, but, oh! It is ever so much more full of love, and–best of all–little boys’ peals of laughter.

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  1. October 6, 2017 at 5:24 am

    For anyone wondering how I can be feeling any good in such tumultuous times, here’s (the start of) an answer: https://returningbybook.wordpress.com/2017/06/10/personal-pitfalls-of-political-reading/

  2. October 6, 2017 at 5:29 am

    Weekday mornings full of love are the very best kind ❤

    • October 7, 2017 at 6:12 pm

      I don’t think I realized how much I’ve missed, until I went through this morning and realized: This is something too lovely to keep missing!

  3. October 6, 2017 at 5:41 am

    What a perfect morning!

    • October 7, 2017 at 6:12 pm

      It really was! I’m going to try blocking off a morning like this about monthly. So much goodness for the soul …

  4. October 6, 2017 at 8:09 am

    Definitely a great morning, one you’ll remember for a long time to come. And probably they will too!

    • October 7, 2017 at 6:13 pm

      I’m still relishing it! That morning helped inform what kind of day we made of today, with Anthony of doing other stuff. I end Saturday evening so glad for that Thursday morning taste of a slower pace with my guys. ♥

  5. October 6, 2017 at 9:25 am

    Perfect. Spending time with the boys and cherishing every moment. 🙂

    • October 7, 2017 at 6:14 pm

      I read this and I grinned, thinking of the song lyrics, “I just can’t get enough.” I’ve gotta make more time like this, ’cause I’m still uplifted by it three days later. More of that=yes, please!

      • October 8, 2017 at 3:59 am

        Yes, you won’t regret it. Time flies and then they are all grown. 🙂

  6. October 6, 2017 at 12:45 pm

    Love and laughter are wonderful foundations for life aren’t they?

    • October 7, 2017 at 6:16 pm

      They really are! I’m remembering that more and more by the day now. I’m going to work to keep it front and center as often as possible. Some moments, it won’t be possible, but in these day to day ones? It’s more than possible–food for the soul.

  7. October 7, 2017 at 7:57 am

    Our youngest two are now 11 and 14. They still have their moments where I can hear them giggle at something or even interacting beautifully with each other. I miss them being little but, even as young boys on the verge of being teenagers, their laughter still makes me smile and I enjoy every second of it. We also have grown children. Their laughter makes me smile as well. Even the laughter of my better half can brighten my day. Cherish these moments and try to make those mornings happen every chance you get! Thank you for sharing this. It made me smile in bringing memories of my own children’s laughter.

    • October 7, 2017 at 6:18 pm

      Thank you for sharing your words! They are a lovely affirmation that I’m on the right path, by living these things fully in the first place … and then taking a little more time to soak in them after they’re done. In a world that’s always in (com)motion, that’s possibly the best kind of fuel to keep going in the right direction. 🙂

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