Life is...Time
This morning my son woke up and came to give me a hug. Our routine is that I work in the morning until 7:30, and then we start homeschool. He seemed sad, and I asked him what was wrong. He said that I don’t have time to play with him I’m always working.
I was thinking how can that be? I am almost always with my kids, but I also knew he was right: though I’m around it’s mostly teaching time, or work time, or getting things done around the house: food, doing laundry. While they are playing I’m trying to get other things done. So we abandoned the routine for the morning and we played a game.
Am I too busy checking off the boxes that I’ve missed the point?
