Christmas has come and gone and we're at Boxing Day.
We're staying in. The neighborhood is quiet. Julia seems perky and happy enough to play on her own and I'e done a little cleaning and some paperwork. Now I'm just hanging out, resting, thinking.
I wish we had more days like this at weekends, and if I want to make my wish come true, I have to make more of an effort to protect our family time like it is something sacred.