Another weekend over.

This weekend was far from perfect, the kids fought and were whinny, talked back and didn't listen. But in a lot of ways it was just perfect!

We had a nice big breakfast Saturday morning that consisted of homemade scones, scrambled eggs, bacon and orange slices and dad (Ben) brought home donuts for dessert! We went and took the bikes out to a race track near us that use to be a old naval airport landing field which is really neat and we love going to often. The kids got to get all their pent up energy out and rode their bikes and played on the playground. Then we went and did one of our favorite things- all 5 of us picked out a different TV dinner and we made beds on the living room floor, cuddled up close and ate our TV dinners and watched Christmas movies.

Sunday rained, it rained a lot, but that didn't stop us. We went out exploring and even got some Christmas shopping done. The kids got to go to a couple different stores and pick out their own gifts for their secret Santa (cousins). We got to have Sunday dinner of warm homemade soup and garlic bread at Ben's dad's house and end the night eating popcorn and more Christmas movies!

I am feeling better and slowly getting back to my happy self, just a little tired still. There is so much to be thankful for, not just this week, but every day. I hope you all find thanks in this week and get to be close to the ones you love. It's a short week that ends in pie!

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