Sunday Mornings


I love Sunday mornings that start off with ricotta cinnamon pancakes and coffee.

I love Sunday afternoons which consist of nothing but blissful laziness, snacking on Mexican leftovers, and naps with J under a pile of blankets on our big cozy couch.

I love Sunday evenings that end with take-out Chinese food, repeatedly announcing to J how much I miss Andy Rooney's bushy eyebrows, and going to bed at nine o'clock. You know, because I'm so exhausted from all the napping.  

Sunday Funday has taken on an entire new meaning in my house. 

And I've never loved Sundays any more than I do now. 



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