All day I waited for a moment like this. A quiet house, the kids skiing out front (!) with Dad, the soup cooking on the stove, the baby asleep, a good story and a glass of wine to myself.  It didn’t last long, but if I remember that leisure is a gift and not an entitlement I don’t get as frustrated when he wakes up 2o minutes later.

JMU

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