we all fall down

{my pocket full of posies}

it's that rushed and antsy 5 o'clock hour. we're anticipating the soon arrival of bryce, maybe he has a treat for the girls, or a special surprise. i'm in the kitchen scrambling to figure out what to make for dinner, and regretting my lack of planning ahead. the girls have met their quota in watching movies or tv for the day, and are exceptionally energetic and wild. i usually try to shoo them outside, but within minutes time, emaline is crying because of some unseen mishap caused by some unknown reason. my patience is thin. i want dinner on the table before six, but this witching hour is holding me back. the sun begins to set, and is finally behind the roofs behind our home. the sun has faded enough to cool off the room and the lighting is perfect once again, for me to pull back the curtains. the girls lose themselves running in circles. i grab my camera to freeze that moment in time.

dinner can wait.