Just realized the other day that the natural rhythm of our days blesses us with alone time with each child every day.
The Buster is always the first one up, so he gets time with Buds and me before we each leave for CrossFit.
The Monkey is always the last one to sleep, so we get time with her before bed.
Yessa always prefers to have a parent with her, so whenever I have an errand to run, she’s my buddy, and since we both are teaching her RE class this year, she always has one of us with her at church on Saturday night. And if one of us isn’t teaching, she chooses to be in the sanctuary with us and all the other adults, so we get that time with her, too.
I love that each day holds a little individual visit with each child.