Saturday morning. The house is usually quiet until around 6:45, when the kiddos start waking up and coming downstairs. Often they both head straight to the living room to watch television, but this morning the girl climbed up to snuggle between J and I. She brought her usual menagerie of animals, including a seal (Seal), a frog (Fwoggie), and Pancake the dog. She snuggled between us for about 10 minutes and talked about her dreams from the night before, her animals, and whatever else occurred to her. She then scampered off to watch Sponge Bob with her brother.
The kiddos occupied themselves for the next hour or so, while J and I caught a little more rest (sleep isn't really the right word there - anyone with kids knows how hard it is to sleep when the kiddos are awake). The house was awake but still in a quiet state, waiting for the day's frenetic activities to begin. It was nice to just lie there and "float" for an hour or so, not quite awake, not quite asleep, just - drifting. It was a pleasant way to ease into the craziness that often defines our weekends around here.
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