Friday afternoon

January and 70 degrees, I'm sitting in my chair reading. Giggles from upstairs and happy screams from the open doorways. The neighbor kids are visiting, poetry tea time and free play agendas-if you can call it an agenda. This time last year, the scene would've looked a lot different for my kids on a sunny Friday afternoon. 

Poetry tea time and I love how these kids moved around the table so they could see the pages.