I don't want this weekend to end.
Nothing special has happened, but for some reason it's been so happy.
We've cooked a lot together, we've painted egg cartons, had friends over for dinner, discussed future home/garden dreams, taken naps, gone for walks, made and eaten a whole batch of sugar cookies, watched some favorite movies, read many many many library books, and just hung out. I loved it. I found myself smiling a lot, which is always a good thing. Now Chad and I are watching Inception (favvvvvorite) and ignoring lots of dishes. I really like my life. (pic of me, pregs with Maggie, being happy)