Stopping to Smell the Roses

I mentioned yesterday that John always helps me to stop and smell the roses when my mind is crowded with "to do" lists. Last night was another prime example. It was around 8:30 and I was feeding Julia her dinner of sweet potatoes and peaches and going through my mental list. Give Julia a bath, feed Julia a bottle, play, put Julia to bed, take a shower, help John with a quiz he has to take online, be in bed by 10:30, read book, asleep by 11. John comes home from class and says, "Let's go get in the hot tub." My brain says, uh, I don't think so, but I grudgingly do it anyway. It's 9 and we all three go jump in the hottub. 39 minutes later, we are all much more relaxed and happy. Thank you John for the divine intervention!