Balancing life with a business, three kids, homework, reading, dinner, baths, teeth-brushing, bedtime routines, temper tantrums, play fights and sibling rivalry, makes for a pretty busy life. Sometimes it can get overwhelming. I worry that we are always on the go, go, go. That we always seem to be living life at a fast pace. That we don’t take enough time to stop, or even slow down, and see what is right before us. What is surrounding us. That I will look back and wonder where the days went. That my babies will think I did not give them enough attention (mother guilt is wonderful isn’t it!) And then there are moments like this. Moments, in the middle of all the chaos when I am jerked into reality by a sight that literally makes my heart feel like it may just burst. There, amidst the chaos of putting a toddler to bed what seems like 15 times in a row, tidying up and preparing for the onslaught of tomorrow, trying to calm chatterbox children and convince everyone it really is bed time, I see this. And my heart could burst. In the midst of the chaos, he found some solitude. A quiet place, in his own little world, where he can wonder at his books and let his imagination run free.  Baby boy, I have no idea how you got to be six already. I love this age, where you are becoming so independent, but at the same time still my little boy. You remind me to stop. To not let the days just pass on by. To cherish every day with all of the blessings I have. Love you to the moon and back sweet boy xx.

PS. There’s always time for one last shadow puppet play.