Saturday, February 5, 2011

A Lola Letter... if you will.

Dear Saturday,
I sort of really love you.
I love your slow, pajama-clad mornings.
I love the way you lend yourself to lots of quality brother time.
I love the pancakes,
and the fruit,
and the doing of dishes
with cartoons blaring in the background.
The dogs love you too.
They love having both of their boys home all the live long day.
They love taking naps with their mama.
They love watching the hubs play black ops, give orders through a head set, and yell at stupid-ish soldiers {running around like chickens with their heads cut off} in the t.v.
I love the crafting...
and the arts and crafting...
and the random drops-ins from
neighbor kids,
and sisters of sister-in-laws {holla Brook!}
and I really love the little bare feet.
and the still being in jammies at noon.
and then the hurrying and getting out of jammies
so I can meet a friend for a late lunch at Mimi's Cafe
and CATCH UP {which was so, so great...even though Ten was kinda ornery and such}
I love having a story dictated to me by a 7 year old master story teller
{Kort "tells", I type.}
"The Golden Feather" is going to be the world's next literary masterpiece...
I just know it. ;)
I just love you, Saturday.
Really and truly, I do.
See you in six...



Unknown said...

That sounds like such a perfect day. Ours is sort of like that. Except there is no Gary and there is no baby : (
I miss him. He works so much. Sometimes I cry about it. It does no good of course, but I still cry : (

Unknown said...

Ooh! Ooh! I want to hear all about The Golden Feather! What a great title! I love your Saturdays too. Thanks for sharing your great moments with the rest of us!

Formerly known as Frau said...

Love Saturdays too.....! I wish i could let go of the guilt of gotta go .....lots to do...! Some Saturdays I can others I want the most for my money! Hope you have a wonderful Sunday!

Barbaloot said...

What cute pictures of the boys with their dad. Love it.

Heather said...

Tennyson's chubby legs are so nummy! :)