Weekend

In the grand scheme of weekends, it was nothing special. We didn't do anything out of the ordinary. Unless you call going to target to get milk after dinner something out of the ordinary. 

But it was amazing. Aaron was home for dinner every night over the weekend. Our only documentation being this awful out-of-focus picture on my phone. The flash practically blinded all of us, so there were no do-overs.

But we were together. All three of us. Grace was off the walls with giddy excitement. Taking every opportunity to show off or try to make Aaron laugh. We ate together, talked together, sang, danced, and read scriptures together. And somehow it filled my canteen up enough that I'm hoping to feel less needy this week.

Busy season is a kick in the knee, but it has the ability to make the moments we do spend together a little more special.