Time in a bottle

Dad and I have spent the entire day together, and it feels like it has only been a few hours. How I wish time would drag on and on instead of melting away like sugar in hot water. Of course, it would help if we could move a little faster--but those days are over. Just the fact that we accomplish all that we do is a blessing. Dad shoveled all the driveway, I did laundry, mopped the kitchen floor, then we went grocery shopping, put it all away, fixed lunch, took a short nap, and now on to Christmas craft projects and lesson preparation for tomorrow.