A Perfect Day.

The other day, my friend Joy asked me if we would come over for a cook out. She said it would be friends and kids and a lot of fun.

I haven’t done much fun in a while. I haven’t had any free time on the weekends in a while. But I just happened to have this Sunday off. I wanted to go so badly, and somehow things never seem to work out. But Brock said we would go, and we were determined. Even though I slept in until 1pm, we managed to get out stuff together and get going before too late.

We met a bunch of Joy and Brandon’s awesome friends, and all of us had kids around the same age. Most of our time was spent sitting, watching the kids play, and commenting on their actions… but it was so great. They were all having so much fun, so many giggles and laughs. We spent time inside, and outside. We played with a wagon. We watched the Care Bears Movie. (For real, the old school one. Remember it?) We wrangled up a dinner while wrangling up our kids and got everyone to eat. It was honestly amazing to spend that much time with a bunch of people who have kids the same age and know exactly what you are going through.

I felt like I was being obnoxious with my camera, and in retrospect wish I had taken a hundred more pictures. A thousand more. There can never be too many pictures.

We came home feeling full, happy, and tired. Ronan went to sleep the moment we laid him in his crib. It was such a perfect day. We made memories yesterday. I’m glad we did.