I love waking up at my normal time and realizing it's Saturday, and I don't have to get out of bed just yet. I love it even more if my body lets me fall back asleep, even if it's only for 45 minutes longer.
I don't really love it when Jack-the-Beagle comes in my room and licks my face while I'm asleep. Yeh, that'll wake a girl up.
I love to stay in bed while awake, and talk to John. We hardly ever wake up at the same time during the week, so when we both sleep in and wake up together, it's nice.
I love to hear our kids playing while we're talking. They usually like each other the most in the mornings.
I love that my kids get excited about Saturday morning cartoons. We don't have cable, so they're limited to what's on television, but there are a few shows they love, and I remember how excited watching cartoons used to be for me!
I love having the morning "off" from breakfast duty. John is the chief pancake flipper on Saturdays.
I love sipping my chai at the table while John drinks his coffee. Saturday morning is really the only unhurried morning of our entire week.
I love waking up to a clean house on Saturdays. I don't always get to clean on Fridays, but when I do, it's so nice, and it makes our weekends feel more relaxed.
I love not having an agenda for the day. The only thing we're planning to do today is attend our friend's surprise *50th* birthday party.