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what weekends are for

sweet.
it was a full weekend. we jam-packed nearly every minute of both days full of fun and love and family.

saturday morning was a day date with my hubby - we saw 'act of valor' in the movie theater. i can't remember the last time we went to a theater - it was a blast! the movie was amazing - you should definitely check it out. after the movie was our lunch date - also wonderful. thank you, husband, for a wonderful morning.

john stayed with auntie and uncle while we went on our date, and boy did he work hard! while uncle vacuumed, john followed him around the house with a dry mop, dusting behind him. john also helped auntie with laundry, played with the dogs, and attempted to help uncle with blowing off the driveway - but he didn't like the blower. needless to say, it was a full day, and that picture above is what we found when we went to pick him up.

saturday evening was family time at the house. sunday morning we got up for church and sunday school, then home for john's nap. when he woke up, he came with me to the lsu lake to walk around the lakes with one of our favorite people in the world. us gals walked our butts off, and john enjoyed quacking at the ducks and pointing out the water. it was a beautiful sun-shine-y gorgeous day for being outside.

and last night was dave ramsey's financial peace university, so it was great to see friends, share stories, and teach and learn more about our money.

so now it's hard to go back to the week - i think that's why mondays are so hard. it's not that i don't want to work, not that i don't love what i do, but boy would another family day be amazing.

'til next weekend, then ...
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