Weekend Update (but not with Seth Meyers - unfortunately)

Even though it's Tuesday already (how did that happen?!) I feel like it should be noted that I had the best weekend because I haven't said that in a while I guess.

The kids didn't feel well.

We stayed around home for the most part.

We didn't get to sleep in as long as we thought we would.

It was over much too quickly.

But man, it was the best.

Friday the kids had conferences at their school. I was sure Jeff wouldn't be able to make it (although he hadn't missed any yet) because he had been swamped at work that week and really wanted to catch up before the weekend, but just as I was getting ready to pile the kids in the Yukon and head to the school, he pulled up, started helping to load kids and smiled knowing he totally not only made my day, but made the kids' day, too. (Not to mention the fact that he handed me a hot Americano-with-cream to sip on during conferences - he loves me, this I know for sure.) Even better was that on the way to the school when I asked what time he said he'd be back to work, he revealed that he was done for the weekend. Checked out. He was HOME. I exhaled and smiled...for the rest of the day.

Saturday was low key. Jeff got up early and made coffee. After my first second cup was consumed, I made my way out of bed and into to the kitchen to make our favorite breakfast: German pancakes. A rare but oh-so-loved treat for all of us.

The kids like to put powdered sugar and a little lemon juice on theirs (like I said - a RARE treat). :)

Mid morning Jeff took Fischer from my arms and tossed me my running shoes. I got to run (my fastest!) 5K without a care in the world because I knew he had everything under control and wanted me to just enjoy myself for a bit. Which I absolutely did even though at the same time I felt like I was going to die.

While I was running, (I found out later) he was deep cleaning our bedroom. Yes, you read that right. I married prince charming, Ikidyounot. {The guy even used the vacuum attachments - that's how awesome he is.}

That afternoon we headed up to the gym with the kids where we played basketball and just shot around with them. It was no big deal and it was a huge deal all at the same time. It was us just being us and enjoying each others company running around like crazies. I was also flooded with memories of watching Jeff practice basketball in high school and remembering how my heart just fluttered out of my chest back then. However, Saturday was even better - it being 13 years later and hanging out in that same gym watching that same amazing guy teaching our kids the fundamentals of that same game and feeling my heart just want to flutter right out of my chest again. Ohmyheart!

Can I just say that I love how my daughter is wearing basketball shorts, leggings, knee high socks and tennis shoes? Because I totally do. She's got a style all her own and she boy does she own it! :)

...and then there's Jack - all layered up. Since I had mentioned to him that he might get hot wearing that and he chose to wear it anyway, he did not make one peep about the sweat dripping off of his body as we were loading up in the car when we were ready to head home (blesshisheart).

Our spectator section was the bomb.

While Jeff and I were doing the dishes that night I asked him if he knew where the kids went. We took a break to check out what they were doing...and they were all asleep in their beds! {They have now done that 4 nights in a row. We start on the dishes and they go upstairs, brush their teeth and quietly get in their bed. To say they've been worn out would be a complete understatement.} Oh - except Jack. He'd already fallen asleep at the table during dinner.

Sunday we had a low-key morning because everyone woke up feeling pretty lousy. That afternoon we went down to Jeff's parent's house and had pizza and played cards and laughed. It was wonderful and not just because of how very much I love pizza.

Simple. Lots of down time. Recovery time. Connection. Togetherness. I just love my little BIG! family.