On the best days, I have time to enjoy this gummy little grin.
I don't deal well with busy days.
Do you know someone who is always going? Always moving? Always thinking of the next thing on their jam-packed calendar? They move from thing to thing smoothly, taking in every minute and enjoying it.
I am not that person. Give me a day of running, moving, and fitting one more thing in and I am a mess. No focus. No fun. Just a bad mood.
Instead, give me a day that isn't too full, but not too empty either. Give me a morning where instead of hurrying my kids, we can stop and talk about the bug that isn't a fly, but isn't a butterfly either. Give me an afternoon where I can take time to work on a project while my kids make a huge mess with play dough in the kitchen. And an evening with enough time to clean up that mess and throw a simple meal on the table in time to eat together.
That is a day that makes me happy. That is what I work for.