I’m borrowing this Five Senses on a Sunday format from the Musing Millennial.

SIGHT: I’m curled up in my bed, as I do most nights after dinner. I can see the open closet and the almost full hamper. Although often a reminder of all the things that need to get done, I’m choosing to reframe it as I’m fortunate to have enough to not worry about clean clothes for tomorrow.

TASTE: I try not to snack too much after 7pm or so knowing it makes it more difficult to fall asleep. But the open bag of Reese’s PB Cups was calling my name. For me, chocolate and peanut butter is only ever second to peanut butter and banana.

HEAR: I hear mostly nothing. This is a far cry from just 20 minutes ago when the youngest was singing his Sunday I don’t wanna song while being wrestled into bed. But always present after the sun has left the sky, is the neighborhood’s resident owl with his night who-who-whooos. I rarely notice his calls until I’m struggling to sleep myself.

FEEL: Anyone who knows me has heard me go on and on about my absolute favorite blanket in the world. If you’re lucky enough to have received a gift from me over the past 4 or 5 years, chances are you have gotten one, too. But my Piper Moon love you adult swaddle blankey [this particular pattern is currently discontinued] is my most prized cuddle possession—unless you count my kids. It’s cool to the touch but warms up with your body heat. It’s not weighted but has a weightiness to it that I find so comforting. It is soft and smooth and thin and just pure perfection while swaddling my lower half.

SMELL: The scent of my daughter’s freshly washed hair keeps wafting over as she sits beside me. There is something about clean kids that I can devour even more than that fresh baby smell we all know and love. Maybe it is because my kids are nearly always in need of a good scrub down, so when it finally happens, I love to just drink in the scent of them.

I am writing for the 18th annual Slice of Life challenge presented by Two Writing Teachers.