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sundays are our nothing days. typically we get up late, late enough to skip breakfast and head straight to lunch. we keep our clothes in their drawers and closets and we cover up with blankets instead. we don't do our hair and we don't even think about makeup. we catch up on all our shows and we read books and we cuddle. we soak up a million baby smiles from a baby who found his voice and his smile this week.

i used to feel guilty about wasting an entire day in bed. but with a husband home only two days a week, weekends are made to be spent together in whatever ways we desire. we can stand to waste more than a few hours in bed. we can especially stand it when it's been raining for three days and nights and going outside in the rain with a baby is just not happening. so, we curl up, i tuck my legs under evan's, he propps maddox up between us and we start another episode of grey's anatomy and i fall in love over and over and over again with my boys and this simple but oh-so perfect life.