Once or twice a week, homework permitting, my daughter and I have the house to ourselves for a few hours. We don’t do anything monumental, just watch a couple of episodes of King of the Hill or Battlestar or something (I know, we’re nerds.) Other days we just read together, or maybe nap. It doesn’t sound like quality time, but, oh, it is. This week I’m pulling out the hammocks for lazy days.
Everyone needs undefined lazy time, now and then.