There are many joys in life, but lazy Sundays will always be at the top of my list. Mornings when the kitchen is gently touched with the scent of cooking crepes and the sweetness of fresh strawberry jam. Mornings where I find happiness sitting in the backyard with my coffee while listening to the children play. We ate breakfast outside, under a canopy of trees and covered in shade. Afterwards we laid in the grass telling stories of our dreams. We glanced up to the cloud filled sky and searched for animals and creatures to add to our stories.
Sundays in our house are also for family and good food. This past sunday we celebrated my aunt's 84th birthday over at my parent's house. While my dad prepared the food the children played. Their yard is filled with nooks and crannies where little ones can get lost and wonder away into their imagination. The boys took their imagination and ran wild. Jessica, on the other hand, remained reserved and cautious. She slowly explored the flower beds and the rolling hill that led to the edge of the woods.
At the end of the night, as the boys made their final lap around the house, she tossed her reservations aside and watched them fade into the distance. She glanced backwards, as if to get my approval, and as she turned she ran. Her feet carried her across the green grass and her laughter could be heard from inside. And so she ran on this lazy Sunday.
I hope you enjoyed your weekend and that your sunday was just as lazy!