Last Saturday I woke up to very dark sky and little rain showers dotting the morning. Instead of being sorry, I was… well, happy. I got downstairs and Jr. was just taking it easy on the sofa. He turns to me, his face lighting with the fullest smile ever. “Isn’t it so great that today is a rainy day?” In that moment I felt I had done a good job as a mother.
In this world going nuts with speed and people being in constant hurry the best thing I can teach my kids is to take it easy. And Jr. sure did, having a pajama day all day last Saturday. And boy was he content and happy just chilling.