Last weekend was one of those great weekends. Nothing really planned. And so, things like sleep-ins, long dog walks, afternoon naps, and breakfast out all just happened.
Our family walk in the woods on Saturday was typical in so many ways: it took ages to get us all out the door, Tucker licked the car window on the drive, Juliana trailed behind us gathering leaves, every time Peter and I tried to hold hands the leashes would tangle, and Sheldon was grumpy because he was being dragged out with us.
As usual though, once we were out, Sheldon became the life of the party - it's hard for him to stay mad when he's given so much space to run and jump - plus, he perfected the art of bugging Juliana by stealing her hat. But, the best part was how he kept us all entertained by finding a huge stick and trying to drag it all the way home.
And here we are on the cusp of another weekend wishing that we could replicate our last one. A girl can dream, right?
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