The other day the kids were talking amongst themselves in the backseat as we drove to the pool. It was a rare moment of peace and harmony. The conversation went something like this:
D: My fun is video games.
C: D’s fun is video games. R’s fun is swimming in the pool. My fun is riding my bike. Mom, your fun is work, right?
And it occurred to me at that moment what a blessing it is that I can call my work fun. Not everyone can say that.
And now I better get to work!