A long, long time ago in a galaxy far, far away you used to go to bed late and sleep in most of the day. You were a night owl and you loved to stay in bed all day if you could watching bad tv and snuggling under the covers. All that changed with the birth of your son and now you're up at first light and have discovered that the days move much more smoothly when you get out of the house. It's extremely rare that noon would find you unshowered and still in your pajamas.
Today was one of those days. You woke up late (8:45) and found your husband and son downstairs eating breakfast. You leisurely read the paper and then you had the facsimile of lounging around the house. You sat on the sofa and vegged while your son did kamikaze leaps onto your laps and put his pants on his head. While your son napped later, you crawled back into bed and channel surfed.
It will never be quite like it was. Those days are gone and won't come back anytime soon. But Sundays have their own flavor now, seasoned with the indomitable energy of a two year old.
Try this at home:
How do you spend a lazy Sunday?
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