Anna has been taking longer naps lately, which I love. Love until it's been an hour and a half, and then I start to miss her and want to go wake her up. But in that first hour and half, great things happen. Not productive things, mind you, but great.
I'm easily rabbit-trailed - or as my Mom and Aaron say - I'm a great piddler. Maybe this is also why I like to be at home? I can piddle to my hearts content. I like to couch this tendency as "free-spirited." Makes me feel like I'm riding a horse with a scarf whipping behind me across the Oklahoma plains.
I don't have a horse. So instead, during naptime, I -
Journal. A little come to Jesus time for this free-spirit who often gets side-tracked in her spiritual walk as well.
Cut bangs. Just because. My hair grows fast. If I hate them - which I inevitably do, but I keep coming back - a bobby pin comes to the rescue until they're long enough to tuck behind my ear.
Make treats. Two out of three Weavers currently have a cold, but these sound so much better than smoothies and hot lemon juice. I'll even everything out with an extra Vitamin C.
As for the laundry, sweeping, and sewing project that's been wait-listed several days...
there's always the afternoon nap!