When I'm finished with the coffee, I often push Charis on the swing 6 times-not five times or seven times; it has to be six times because she's "six years old now." Then Justin and I toss around whatever ball we brought to the park.
Sometimes, it can be very easy for me to feel sorry for myself since I don't get to treat myself alone, but I would not trade the interactions I have with my children for alone time.
What ways do you treat yourself? This post was written as one of the prompts for the summer blogging challenge by social insiders.