weekending. my favorite part of the week. a time to relax, live, love, just be. if you’d like to share your weekend either with words, photographs, or both, leave a link to your weekend post or flickr photo in the comments.
saturday morning dawned grey and breezy
a fine drizzle of a rain
i couldn’t have been happier
home with my boys
frying up bacon
smearing cream cheese on toasted bagels
the girls all a-twitter as they readied to go out to breakfast with the mr.
the mr. texted photos of his morning with the girls
while i was curled up on the sofa between the boys, babe in my lap
sharing bacon and bagels while watching this
there was laughter over all manner of stinky things
you know, things that make little boys roll with laughter
we each chose our favorite animal, our favorite superhero
and i must admit, sitting there drinking coffee between those two little bodies
i relished their pure boyishness, big hearts with a pinch of gross
in the kitchen refilling my coffee cup i overheard:
9yo: i love you buddy
3yo: i wub you mo
and well, knees weak
all that sweetness rendered me a puddle in the kitchen floor
wondering how i deserve to be surrounded by so much goodness and love
and thankful. always thankful
sunday morning sleeping in
biscuits and sausage and steaming cups of coffee
a babe cooing softly in my lap
the mr. and i will be working today
tonight, the bittersweet ending of this
how was your weekend?
ps: lady cordelia, that plate was thrifted. i swear you were there in spirit.
pps: if i owe you an email, apologies. soon.