usually filled with a big breakfast. or two. hot coffee and warm blankets.
we stay in our jammies all day. and play in the leaves.
friends fill the house while something bakes in the oven. conversations fill these walls. hopefully encouragement too.
boys run and scream and tumble over one another while playing hide n' seek.
a fort is built and a little william tears it down. and it's rebuilt. books to read and projects to complete. legos to construct and imaginations run wild.
longer bedtime routines and more time to sit and listen to minds as they work in overtime as a boys' always is.
weekends afford us time. and as i always feel like it's never enough, there will be another.
and i'm finding time in odd places these days.
i think it's no accident that as the world seems to start spinning in madness, all i want to do is still every bit of this season. not just in the weekends but in the everyday.
but i will always love a good fall weekend.