Family time well spent

As Cherish whispered to me last night after the lights went out, "This weekend was perfect."
And it was. We didn't do a whole heck of a lot, or a lot of busy, chore and errand-type stuff, but we did do a lot as far as family goes, just the three of us.
Friday night was perfect because it was one of those Fridays that came at the end of an especially tough week (and yes, Cherish and I had tough weeks last week). Cherish and I finally got to catch our breaths Friday night. I don't recall much of what we did, but I do know we had time to kick back and relax. And Cherish got some much-needed Mommy Time with Willow. We watched a couple of favorite TV shows too.
On Saturday we ventured out only once, to pick up odds and ends at Walmart. We spent the rest of the day at home, spending almost all of that time playing with Willow.
And on Sunday, we danced and sang and had an impromptu book gleaning upstairs. And we filled the kiddie pool and took a dip with Willow. And we rode our bikes around the neighborhood. And we ate at a Japanese Steakhouse here in Springfield (yes, there is one). Even the mowing wasn't so bad on Sunday.
On all three days, we read the paper and magazines and books and web pages; Willow did too. We drank coffee, and we ate good food.
And we laughed.
And we played.
And we enjoyed each other.

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