Lazy Days

Well, Hello Again! So, long time no post. Life...what can I tell you. Here is the blog I was trying to post a couple of weeks ago and was unable to. Stay tuned for, "Attack of the Stink Eye" and other bizzarre happinings.




I love lazy Sunday mornings,

 small bodies draped over mine,

 spaghetti noodle arms tangled in a mess of blankets,

 soft breath of groggy toddlers so close;

 starting the morning out close to my heart.

I love how independence has taken over baby days and cereal tumbles onto bare feet as we must pour the it ‘Myself’.

I love watching the morning hours blend into the noon ones while we lounge in pj’s reading library books on the back patio. I love watching them make forts and imaginary worlds of make believe.

I love afternoons spent swimming in the backyard, eating reheated pizza picnic style.

I love the bliss of the playground and running into dear friends unexpectedly.

I love taking things slow. Having real conversations. Making time for eachother. Weekends are so perfect for that.