Yep, I'm guilty of this all too often.
Spinning around the house like a Tasmanian devil.
Whirling through the loads of laundry,
Splashing through the dirty dishes,
books, er.. blogs.
Holding one kid, then cuddling another....
Yes, that sweet wonder of a man can get lost in the daily chaos.
Do we even remember what eye colour our husband has?
It's a pretty crazy irony to stand at the altar and commit our life to someone,
only to ignore them in the daily clutter of life.
And how often do we expend our energy on every other little thing in the day... and then give the depleted sag of a leftover lump to our man?
That just ain't right.
Let's make the time to sit across from each other and have some intentional 'eye contact' time.
To hear how each other are doing, for reals.
To drink our afternoon tea together.
To read, and pray together.
To laugh, to tease..
For us, this time is only available in the afternoon.
When the baker man is *awake*.
While the kids nap.
I savour this time of day.
So this one goes out to the one I love.
I'm looking at you Ben.. with those big gray-green eyes...like the colour of fog over a marsh.
Now, go stare at your man (but not in a creepy deranged way)!
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