a rainy saturday

I love Saturdays. I don't love that D has been feeling crummy, but I love that he's been home. I love a good morning at the gym without children. I love sore, tight muscles that feel like they are getting stronger. I love the rain. I love the way it smells and the coziness it imposes on our home and family. I love weekends without any plans. I love reading with my kids every night. I love when they know the books so well they read them to me. I love kissing their little faces as I tuck them in, fresh from the shower.