My husband and I just returned from a glorious long weekend away, just the two of us. Our time was filled with beach lounging, reading, visiting wineries, eating (too) well, shopping, and general fab-u-loso relaxation and enjoyment. It was wonderful. I love the time with just my husband - time to finish our thoughts and sentences, time to sleep in with no alarms rousing us too early, and time to simply enjoy each other's company. I rather like my husband's company, so it was perfect.
It would be easy to want to remain in that world forever. Except - I also missed the children! So it was also glorious to return home to our brood (and trusty and generous grandparents) and be squeezed and kissed and hugged and loved. Our children are so dear - to see their faces after being away for a long weekend warmed my heart immensely. It was oh-so-wonderful to be away with my husband, and it was oh-so-wonderful to return home to our sweet babies. Life is good.
In other news, I just found out that September 5-7 is Redhead Days. I have no idea what this means, but I'm thinking a parade and cake are in order. Yes?