This morning I woke up to the sound of kids arguing over the Saturday morning cartoons. They worked that out themselves, which was nice! And I fell back asleep.
I woke up about twenty minutes later to two loud boys. I sent them to play up in their room and I fell back asleep. I woke up about fifteen minutes later to the loud boys back downstairs.
I pretty much gave up at that point. But I laid in bed for awhile still. The sun was shining thru the window. I could hear my rooster crowing and the birds chirping. The loud boys were at least playing nicely. It was one of those moments to cherish.
After I finally rolled myself out of bed, I looked out at my Saturday-morning-couch-potato-children. They were all curled up on the furniture, in their jammies, wrapped in blankets. I should have taken a picture. :)
Tonight I am thankful for a slow Saturday morning made for relaxing. It was a great way to start the day!