We had a nice weekend. Very restful and super low-key, and just what we all needed around here.
These are a few things I've realized about our weekends:
1. We all love having John at home with us. My kids especially love it, and when he's around, I'm pretty much invisible to them. He's their go-to guy for everything. Which really isn't such a bad thing for me. It means I can take two-hour naps, or read, or surf the net, or whatever while their daddy plays with them for hours on end. Nice.
2. We're super protective of our Sundays, but over the last year, we've become super protective of our Saturdays too. We all feel out of sorts when our weekend is consumed with activity. Our favorite weekends are ones that find us at home with each other and two blank calendar pages. That is truly restful. So, yeah, I'm stingy with our Saturdays and Sundays.
3. Ummm...that 2-hour nap I mentioned in #1. Not really a good idea on a Sunday afternoon. Especially not good to follow it up with a cup of coffee at 9pm. Because all that rest is negated if you don't fall asleep until 1am.