Friday night is pizza and  movie night.  It is a tradition that has outlasted 3 moves, endless out of town trips, and new babies.  Regardless of what is happening in our world, we always pause for pizza and a movie.  It is like the period at the end of our week.  We snuggle, we laugh, we sometimes cry, we eat popcorn, and always go to bed late.

If Friday is the period, then Saturday is the exclamation point!  We wake up early and rush to piano lessons.  Then we shovel lunch before the birthday party, or soccer game or dance recital.  We rush (again) home to clean and get ready for a dinner out, or in, with friends.  After a lovely and energetic evening, we leave the dishes in the sink and fall into bed exhausted.

Sunday is the traditional day of rest. HA!  You mean church… with little people.  Is it snack time? I need to go…