I have been feeling a bit directionless recently. Too much to do, not enough time. Dithering. I have worried that I’m not spending enough ‘fun’ time with the wee girl; that I need to focus, be more present. Not always thinking about the next thing on my to-do list. This morning, when we got back from the school run, I’ll be honest, I was desperate to get back in to the house. Fridays are a really busy day for me on the blog. I like to make a start over breakfast, let the wee girl chill out with some TV, while I assess how much I have to do and plan the rest of our day. When she stopped and started playing with the leaves, my initial reaction was impatience. I tried to get her to come inside. She wouldn’t, in her stubborn, determined way. I was exasperated. And then, she looked up, threw some leaves in the air and the biggest grin spread across her face. I stopped. I sat down on the steps and I just watched her.