Lazy Sunday Morning
I love that feeling when you wake up slowly with sunlight streaming in the window, birds twittering outside, and a sense that all is good and right in the world.
Even better if, as you lazily stretch, you realize that the kids are still sound asleep. You can roll over, snuggle back in to your perfectly plumped pillow, and bask in the decadence of another hour or so in bed, secure in the knowledge that you’ve got nowhere to be.
I don’t, however, love the realization that dawns just as I am about to drift off into perfect slumber that it’s actually Monday.