Happy Sunday, Friends!
Today after Mass we decided to head to the local cafe to enjoy their hearty breakfast fare. Squished together at the narrow table, watching the boys devour pancakes, biscuits and gravy and three hogs worth of bacon made me thankful for the joy and leisure of Sundays.
I found this pic of me with Andrew hammin' it up at the cafe last year on Henry's birthday.
One of my favorite memories from my childhood was when my dad used to roll up his sleeves and help my mom cook breakfast in the kitchen after Mass on Sundays. My mom is an amazing cook and kept us all very well fed during the week, but Sundays were special, because dad jumped in to help. There was something so grand about seeing him whip up a big batch of scrambled eggs or dance around my mom to flip the pancakes just in time. I took great delight in watching the two work together, and delighted even more in the delicious results of their teamwork!
All these years later, the tradition of the Sunday breakfast continues. Even though it's nice to eat out on occasion, I really do love making breakfast for the boys with Steve. We turn up the praise music and just take our time, sipping coffee, and chatting while we cook. It's the little things, really, that I hope our children remember and treasure about our life together.
Do you have a favorite Sunday tradition?
I'd love to hear about it!
I haven't linked up with Fine Linen and Purple for What I Wore Sunday for several months now. But, thanks to Bonnie's encouragement, I thought I'd give it a go this weekend. I feel like my wardrobe is a bit limited, since I'm still trying to wiggle my way back into my clothes post baby #6. Thank goodness it's sweater season! Sweaters and jackets can hide a lot of pancakes!
Skirt: T.J. Maxx
Jacket (Silver): Maurices
Boots (Bjorn): Zappos