A Good Weekend

Funny how my definition of a good weekend has changed. Good weekends don't necessarily mean that we did hugely exciting things, but that our sweet girl was in a good mood and we were able to enjoy her company.  This was one of those weekends; she was in a good mood most of the time and was a joy to be with.  Saturday we ran errands and enjoyed dinner out with my family and she didn't seem to mind the long day and constant barrage of things to see and hear.  She managed to take a few naps, some were on the go in her car seat and some in her crib.  By the time we left dinner she was worn out and quickly went to sleep on the ride home.  It's hard work being as cute as she was.
Sunday was also wonderful.  For the first time we were able to stay in the service the whole time at church.  She was tired, needed a nap, and wouldn't take one during church, but she remained pleasant the whole time.  She fell asleep the moment we got her in the car and slept on for a while in the grocery store. 
I think we were both sad to put her to sleep last night and wished that our good time could go on longer. 

Comments

Libby said…
Mick and I feel like that every time a weekend ends! Even when Emily isn't in a great mood and we're both sleep deprived, all it takes is one of her sweet smiles to make us wish we had an endless supply of back-to-back weekends :).

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