When things are going downhill, there is a natural tendency to keep going. By working harder and doing even more I expect to accelerate into a solution. My logic is flawed; it's based on a faulty premise that I'm pointing in the right direction in the first place. So, against all of my instincts, I stopped.
I closed my laptop, put my phone on silent, turned off the hob and looked at the moany faces of my offspring.
"Let's make playdough."
K grumbled that he didn't want to - a position he maintained for about 5 nano seconds, no-one can resist the joy of playdough.
We spent a blissful 2 hours mixing colours, making shapes, moulding and chatting. We've baked our creations and they came out beautifully!
The benefits of pausing.
