Enjoying the ordinary.

My husband is home. I'm enjoying it. I've nothing special to share really. It's just nice to have the ordinary be...ordinary with him. 

He's been used to waking at 2:30 in the morning, so I let him sleep till the sun is up.

 

...Which means my little one sleeps in (he loves to come snuggle in the early am), too, letting mama have a little bit of quiet before the busy-ness of the day begins.

Even a bowl of cereal is special, eaten in the bright light of the morning with a little company nearby. 

The ordinary rocks.