Wouldn't It Be Great?

I ache so badly, I cannot move. Hubby had a class on Saturday, so he has left me. And, I think that I like writing on my blog just a little too much. Oh, yeah, and I still have to wash clothes, pack boxes, and mop my kitchen.

So if I could have the perfect day this is what it would look like:
I would wake up at 6:30. It would be only slightly chilly. I would drink a cup of coffee, check on my baby, and go for a run - leaving Peanut in the room with Hubby, of course. I would get back to the house an hour later - sweaty and breathless - but in such a good mood. There is nothing better than having an early morning conversation with God while you run. By this time, I would wake Peanut up and let him sit in the living room and play with his toys while I kept an eye on him from the kitchen where I was preparing crepes with strawberries and whipped cream for breakfast. Hubby would wake up and come down to the kitchen - giving me a good-morning kiss on his way to the coffee. Hubby would put Peanut in his high-chair and feed him while I finished breakfast. Then we would just sit and talk over crepes and coffee.

We would jump into swim suits - all three of us - and head for my parent's pool. We would stay there until we were sun-burned and just plain tired of the cool refreshing water on a hot summer day. Then, we would go home and all get cleaned up. Peanut would take a nap while Mommy got all dressed up. I would do a few light chores around the house, and we would be making dinner reservations for that night. We would all go out to dinner - where, of course, little Peanut would behave like a saint. Waiters and waitresses alike would "ooh" and "ahh" over my baby. Then would come the evening. There is nothing like a long drive through the country on a hot summer night. Peanut would fall asleep in his car-seat. I would watch him sleep and enjoy the down-home goodness of salty peanuts in a bottled coke.

That night when we got home, Hubby and I would put little Peanut to bed. We would then enjoy the peace and comfort that comes from going to God in prayer as a couple. Then we would lay in the air-conditioned coolness of our room and read - and talk - until we fell asleep to the lullaby of tranquil silence.