My Favorite Time of Day

is when Thomas goes down for his morning nap. It's completely quiet. I read the paper and drink hot cocoa and the cat snores on my lap. It's all so calm that I can temporarily forget that we're leaving for the holidays in four days, house is a mess, cards aren't done, gifts aren't wrapped, gifts aren't mailed, and I'm still in my pjs. Maybe I'll write a blog post before facing all of that.