Lately Cecilija has been getting up super early... like 5:45. That's too early for me when I get to bed around 11:30-12:30. So when I have that early morning time with a little less chaos, I try to get a little time to just start slow. This morning she went back to bed at 7am. I knew when she got up that she wasn't really ready to be awake. But she wouldn't go back to sleep either! So, I got dressed and went downstairs with her. We played for a while and pretty soon she was trying to crawl up on me and rubbing her face on me. So, I put her back to bed, again. I thought about all the things I should be doing. I thought about the things I could be doing, like going back to sleep, blogging, actually reading a magazine. So, I did a little of both. I started some laundry and got the rest of the loads sorted. Then I let the chickens out and took a short walk around part of the yard. We haven't been able to spend much time actually doing anything in the yard this summer it seems. It's so wet this year. It's now July and we STILL have standing water in a lot of our yard, and the rest is just a muddy mess. It's pretty gross. When we are in the yard the kids are playing in the wading pool or the sandbox or we're in the garden. This morning I checked our milkweed plants for any signs of butterfly larva (probably too late for that), watched the bumble bees on the butterfly weed, and took a little walk through the garden to see if there was anything the girls and I needed to get out and pick today. I meandered back inside and put a bowl of oatmeal in the microwave, sat down to write this, and I heard the little footsteps on their way downstairs. Boy those 39 minutes went fast. But it sure is nice to feel like I can take time to do those things instead of rushing to turn on my computer and get to work.