I stole Saturday. I didn't plan it. We were all set to head out into the blustery, snowy winter day to go to the boys' basketball game and then maybe a stop off at the library to stock up on books. But as we got closer to the time we had to leave, the boys begged me to let them stay home and skip basketball just this once. I knew we probably should go, but sometimes the things you should do aren't necessarily the things you need to do.
We needed a pj day. A day at home to hibernate, to play games, watch movies, read books and make a giant cupcake. I loved our stolen day. I loved having the time with the boys, watching them build giant forts that covered the upstairs, staging gigantic lego battles and cracking eggs on the side of my mixing bowl to bake up some cake.
We are happiest when we take a break now and then from the rushing around, all the doing of the things we feel like we should do. Sometimes, we need to just be. A stolen day to just be, my boys and me in our pjs soaking up a day of nothing. There is nothing like ending a day changing out of one pair of pjs right into another. That is a day well spent.
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