We are in rare form this weekend. We have nothing planned for the holiday.
And I am totally ok with that.
We’ve been running like crazy for a while here. And surprisingly enough we’ve been home three evenings in a row. And for the last two nights, bedtime has been a testament to the beauty of being home... I like when they drift off into sleep.
No crying.
Isabel still has to get a few extra hugs, soft friends and drinks of water before bed. But no crying. Ahhh heaven.
So this weekend, I’m hoping to continue on a quiet path. That doesn’t mean we won’t end up at some festivities... I’m just looking forward to the only thing we do have planned.
Rest.
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