I know I’ve mentioned this before, but we usually go to church on Saturday night. This makes Sunday mornings the squiggliest, coziest, most relaxing few hours of the week. Meeker (unfortunately) has to work (at our church) on Sunday mornings, so it’s just Adrienne, me, and the animals. Although I wish Meeker could be with us – it is without a doubt, one of my most treasured times of the week.
This morning we had scrambled eggs with goat cheese. We read books. Kicked around in our jammies for hours. Took Punky to the park for some frisbee. And thanked God that life is so wonderful.