With two kids, quiet time alone is something I don't get a lot of.
This morning, Mark made breakfast, bundled Lauren up and is currently teaching her how to play hockey on the ice rink he made outside. Nicholas is sound asleep upstairs. I have enjoyed not one but TWO cups of tea, alone, without interruption.
I can hear Lauren laughing outside, I hear the hum of the furnace as it turns on (it is DAMN cold outside)and I am in my sweats just enjoying some me time.
I wish every Sunday morning was like this!
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