Friday is the most celebratory day of the week around here. The hour between when Dave gets home in the evening and when the kids go to bed somehow seem the most carefree and full of potential. The weekend seems endlessly accommodating to whatever chores or outings we want to do, and I still have the hope that the bathroom will be cleaned, the laundry will be done, and the house will be sparkling before Sunday (taking the sacrament with the assurance of having left a clean house is heaven to me :). By even mid-morning on Saturday, I come back to earth a little bit and realize that the limitations of time and space still apply, even on weekends. But here, for your viewing pleasure, is a snapshot of our Friday. We took a late afternoon walk to shake off some of the cabin-fever-crazies. Joshey wasn't so interested in being pushed in the stroller as in pushing the stroller himself :). In the meantime, Polly was being a very good little mommy to her Purple Baby (official name, of course). But the best time of all was when Daddy came home. Joshey lights up like a spotlight as soon as he sees Dave. Last night, I was getting some pizza in the oven (I have a great and easy recipe for thin-crust pizza, if you ever want it--ready in 20 minutes!) while the girls were downstairs and Joshey was eating canned peaches. Joshey had a clear view to the front door, so when Dave got home and tried to sneak up on me, Joshey ruined his surprise by bursting into a happy chatter and huge grin.
Now it's Saturday, late-morning. Dave took the girls to their weekly library outing, and Joshey just woke up from his morning nap. We'll head off to the B&O Museum as soon as the girls come back, and then it'll be time for "Installation Afternoon"--installing our new diaper sprayer, our new flag/flagpole bracket on the front porch, a shelf in the kitchen. Like I said, endlessly accommodating to our wildest desires of productivity and fun, right?
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