Between the dark and the daylight,
When the night is beginning to lower,
Comes a pause in the day’s occupations,
That is known as the Children’s Hour. - Longfellow

 It's that late afternoon time, work mostly done and not soon enough for dinner yet. There aren't so many pressing things to do right now.  We are in that in-between place with no commitments, not too many chores, that wonderful suspended time that cannot last. I admit it is more wonderful to me than to the teens who are anxious to be off and running and DOing.  I've done a lot of doing. : )  I am really good with pausing.

So late afternoon we get creative.  We make popcorn and play games we picked up at the dollar store.  Read a book from the thrift store. Chop veggies for dinner.  

In no particular hurry.  

I have you fast in my fortress,
And will not let you depart,
But put you down into the dungeon
In the round-tower of my heart.
And there will I keep you forever,
Yes, forever and a day,
Till the walls shall crumble to ruin,
And moulder in dust away!