This weekend was just one of those weekends.
Nothing special planned, nothing major happened.
Yet, it was almost perfection.
Smiling baby, watching his daddy with a big drip of drool sticking to his lip.
Big belly laughter…..contagious….from baby to mom to dad.
Only bad point was a temperature of 100 degrees, yet baby didn’t mind.
Eyes grew wide, mouth shaped in an “o”, looking around in wonderment, constantly taking in new things, absorbing the world around him.
“I love him,” mom said to the dad.
“I love him too.”
Nothing “special” happened.
But all of it was special.
So true- I love weekends like that!
Those are the BEST weekends. Days go so much betters when we're not rushing to get somewhere or get something done. Too bad they can't all be that laid back.
-Abby