This morning rolled around and I woke up to two snuggly kisses from tiny little lips and a tight baby bear hug from two tiny arms. Georgi had crawled into bed sometime during the night. It was 7:00am and morning time! "Wake up, Mommy, it's light out."
I still didn't feel like the girls were over their sickness to take them to church, so I took them on a walk instead. Two little hands in each of mine lead me to the Kolache Factory where the girls picke out their favorite treats. Kate had blueberry, Reagan had apple, Georgi had peach. I had coffee. A slow stroll back home as we basked in the early morning sun, jackets unzipped, letting the fresh air ruffle our hair and blow away the last wisps of sleep.
Daddy didn't open his eyes until almost noon because we were so quiet when we got home. The girls played with their kitty, taught her how to chase her tail and giggled into their blankets. Laundry, mountains of laundry waited in ominous silence behind the bedroom door. Being sick for over a week meant that I had laundry. Tanner is good at starting the laundry and switching the laundry, but folding the laundry...like, I said, there were mountains. So, I made the girls fold it ALL while Tanner and I crept quietly out of the house to do 2 weeks worth of food shopping in an hour and a half.
We browsed the vegetable aisles, the cheese mound, the baskets of bread. Slowly piecing together a menu of dinners. Fresh garlic, cheese, spinach, ricotta and long thin lasagna noodles; white wine, garlic, cubed bread, swiss and gruyere cheeses; fresh mozzerella, basil, spring greens...we enjoyed our leisurely foray into the grocery store.
We flung the doors open wide and let the breeze ripple through the house. Long sunrays stretched across the carpet and played with bits of dust in the air. Yes, a beautiful day in our bit of Paradise.
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