November sixth: Sundays

Sundays are usually fairly predictable and that's just the way I like them to be. They usually always involve a handful of my favorite things.

I cook, nap, wear my husband's shirts and slow down enough to watch intently the faces of my children. I pray, ponder and listen to my heart. And today it's telling me I'm thankful for Sundays. When they roll around each week, they are usually exactly what I need.

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PS - One more thing.....a picture of Danny boy, since all the ones above were taken one afternoon in April, when he was still baking away in my tummy!