Sunday, November 6, 2011
Most of our mornings are spent rushing. We rush to get dressed, fix our hair, brush our teeth, take our vitamins, eat & get out the door. Actually, your breakfasts have lately been in the form of Ego waffles in the car on the way to school in order to get there faster.
So, when Sunday morning rolls around, I enjoy every second of it. We typically sleep in (well, if you call waking up at 7:30 or 8 sleeping in). When you wake up, we bring you into our bed for snuggles. We turn the TV onto Sprout & watch Sesame Street. Typically you & I continue to snuggle & watch TV while your Daddy goes downstairs to make breakfast. Then your daddy brings us pancakes or waffles or french toast in bed (have I mentioned how amazing your daddy is?).
It's just a couple hours or so. But, it's a couple hours where we take a break from the noise & the stress of rushing. Sunday mornings are for letting the quiet into our lives. I look forward to Sunday mornings all week. The family time, the yummy breakfast, the time to slow down- I relish every moment of it.
I'm so thankful for Sunday mornings.
I love you so,