This weekend was...
We woke up to a gray and drizzly Saturday, not unlike today. Silas and I made breakfast (cinnamon roles in a tube!) and let Steve sleep in. We watched the sparrows, who like to congregate in the now bare bush right outside the living room window. The kitties watched intently too. After nap, Silas and Daddy had some one-on-one time out of the house while Mama wrote and wrote. Steve said that as they were walking to the car after playing on some new play equipment Silas, his hand gripping Steve's thumb, looked up at him and said, "happy." HeartMelt. Language explosion...we're adding new words everyday.
Sunday we all woke together after a comparatively peaceful night's sleep. Steve made French toast with store-bought bread, because I've been putting off baking for over a week now. (Today's the day.) Lots of random tasks here and there...laundry, making six quarts of chicken stock, a beet and barley risotto for dinner (divine!), getting out the Christmas books, packing away more outgrown baby clothes, gathering acorns, and having a blast "hiding" from Mama under the evergreen trees.
Joining Amanda at The Habit of Being.