My favorite time of the day is between the hours of 3 and 4 in the afternoon when the school buses finally bring my children home from school. Twice a day I make the familiar trek to the bus stop. In the morning to insure they get on the bus safely and back again in the afternoon to welcome them home. Both kids greet me with smiles, hugs, and kisses with my son hitting me with a running tackle as he flies off the bus like a projectile missile into my waiting arms.
The walk home is filled with constant chatter that doesn’t cease until all the excitement from their days at school has been revealed. We gather around the kitchen table eating snacks and doing any homework that was sent home with them. Laughter is contagious and the kids share their days with me with such enthusiasm. I hear who did what where and who said this and that. I hear about what they had for lunch. What tasted good and what sucked and was regulated to the cafeteria garbage can. We relax and enjoy each other’s company. They ask about my day, read my posts, and offer encouragement. We vote on what’s for supper, and then I fix it.
The house is quiet while they are away. Except for the occasional barking of my dogs when someone walks past the house, the furnace kicking on and off, and the quiet tapping of my fingers across the keys as I write my latest post, the house stays relatively quiet. Every once in a while whoever is in charge of setting off the storm sirens set them off for effect. Since I live near the pole where the siren comes from my dogs go completely bat shit crazy. They line up on the back of the couch looking out the front window barking and howling for the duration of the siren. Sometimes I howl with them. Other times I yell at them to shut the hell up. Occasionally I will crank the volume of my favorite music full blast as I work methodically away and sometimes I will watch television while I work, but lately I revel in the silence that surrounds me punctuated with the quiet snores of sleeping dogs. When they come home, it is as if the house and I come alive once again. There is nothing better than hanging out in the afternoon. What about you, what is your favorite time of the day?