We usually milk our camp weekends for all they’re worth, coming home later in the day. Today, we needed to be home before supper. It was the difference of only a few hours but it felt different. And honestly, not a bad way! While I fully expect we will stay longer whenever we possibly can, today worked out really well!
There was less pressure. There was less rush. We just moseyed our way around the house, getting things where they belonged, not panicking about baths or laundry. We took our time. It was nice! And then I decided on a really easy supper of mostly leftovers from the weekend – chunky salad, broccoli salad, and raspberries – plus we used up some hamburger and hot dog buns by making them into garlic toast. Boom. Laela sat down at the table and announced that this was the BEST supper she had ever had!
Which is aaaaalmost embarrassingly sad, but also awesome 😎 So I’m choosing to ride the awesome wave.
Speaking of waves, it’ll be a couple of weeks before we can be back at Kinasao. Hopefully its warmer, and calmer, and more beachy. Though I can’t ask for it to be more beautiful. That is impossible.
Oof. I love it here 💜 Thank you Lord.