and so our friday began. i was quick to suggest that we go out for breakfast. oh man, i was giddy. that man works so hard for us. he usually gets home right as the kids are going to bed for the night. so, when we get to see him...it's a very nice treat. and i secretly get overly excited that i don't have to load the kids in the van all by myself. or buckle them up. he always does the honors. oh how i love those helping hands. it may sound silly that someone else grabbing the kids and buckling them in their seats is helpful...but for some reason, it truly is. oh, and...he even grabs the diaper bag. double bam!! (insert more pregnancy-modified cartwheels)
we hit up the recipe box and shared a ginormous veggie omelet, pan fried potatoes, and hot cakes. he kept our little busy body nice and occupied by lining up sweet-n-low and splenda packets.
again, that was so nice to sit on the other side of the booth and not have to lift a finger. brother was in school, so lucy got our undivided attention. and sister knows she's cool...and funny.
i even got to have one of those laugh-until-you-cry moments over my hot cakes. i'm not even going to try and explain what made us both so tickled because i can guarantee that it will only be funny to us. it was one of those laughs that starts out with just a common chuckle. then, you start thinking about what was said...and it gets funnier. and by this point, you are laughing way to loud and people are starting to stare. then comes my favorite part...the laugh that has no sound because you can't hardly breathe. then comes the tears. then you breath again. and laugh some more. you are left fiercely dabbing your face with your breakfast napkin, trying to soak up all the tears. talk about icing on the daddy-is-off-until-noon cake.
the husband even had a really light work load that day and was home early enough to celebrate dr. seuss with us. after all, it was his 108th birthday. his wonderfully-charming books still resonate with every single child (and adult) that reads them. we are major seuss-enthusiasts in this house and i can't imagine story time without his charm added in. so, we gave him a little shout out while we made "cat in the hat" hats.
everything about this moment made my heart skip a beat, or twenty:
friday night ended just as scrumptious as it began. an impromptu date night with my dear friend, taz. she just keeps getting cooler in my book. i love making last minute phone calls that sound like this, "our babysitter cancelled and i was really excited to get out tonight....so, josh will stay home with the kids if you want to join me to the movies??".
and even though she had one of the busiest weeks and was probably looking forward to going home and relaxing, she didn't even hesitate. she was at my house in a half hour flat. ripe and ready to go on a date with me. she was even rocking her sexy zebra print shirt. and sistah's got style, yo.
saturday came packing a sizable to-do list my way. when i woke up, i immediately set my channels to superhuman and hit the ground running. i needed all the stars to line up just right for everything to run smoothly. in other words, i needed a four-year-old, and a two-year-old to pretty much fin for themselves, and be next-to-perfect, while i put together a successful baby shower for a dear friend, and make it to a meeting by 3 pm. not alot to ask, huh?
after i prepared all the food that morning-at home, i loaded it all up and headed to the church to set everything up. i entertained a group of gals in true baby shower fashion, cleaned up the party debris, and miraculously made it to the meeting by three o'clock. all with little people in-tow.
and i didn't even need to tap into my superhuman powers. not even once. my babies rolled with the punches and were a pair of troopers. i was so proud of them. they made my to-do list seem like a cake walk. i had anticipated having to do all of the above mentioned, with a few melt-downs and tantrums thrown in the mix-which would have shaken things up quite a bit.
but nope...the stars all lined up. they were wonderful. once again, i parched my proud chest out to the highest of heavens and told them over, and over, and over, how great they were. i even sent a text message to my best friend saying something like, "my cup runneth over"...because it really does. i just felt super blessed on saturday. and not because they were good. but rather, life is good.
the rest of the weekend was nice and calm. i even got in on one of those things called a nap--thanks to the husband. i cherish naps and rarely get one. if i was given a choice of a free hour massage, or a two hour nap...i would take the nap and never look back. can i get an AMEN, fellow mama's??
as our sunday closed in on us, we had our nightly routine. brothers book, sisters book, and my book. and yes, i get to pick one because i'm the story teller and it's only fair. we all snuggle in tightly, and read. and pray. and after we pray, we say what our favorite part of the day was. it's just a sweet little tradition. a tradition that is here for keeps.
and i always say, "my favorite part of the day is YOU...and YOU!!"
pause button please!!
christy
Sounds like a great couple of days. Darrin works a lot too. I do think it makes us appreciate our time with him even more :)
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