canning homegrown stewed tomatoes,
baking Daddy's favourite old fashioned hot milk cake,
cooking beef short ribs for a hearty fall meal,
pulling out beloved woolens from their summer of rest,
enjoying homegrown tomatoes in sandwiches made from our freshly baked bread (so yum!), watching movies, swimming, playing, crafting and resting... the ultimate restorative weekend!
Until..... the dreaded Goodbye :( After some long snuggles (and a river of tears) we ever so gingerly eased our way into the predictable evening routine. A hot supper and dishes... (there's a strangely solid comfort in that)... extra gentle bedtime routines, a quiet story, warm beds and the first of fourteen "tuck ins" minus 2 strong arms and a bristly chin.
And so it goes as I pull up my boot straps and get on with the business of keeping my family and home in one piece (or as close to that as I can muster) for the next 2 weeks.
Wish me luck, will you?