One of our most cherished traditions is having breakfast together. We don’t get to do it very often, but when we do it’s sweet. Ames shouts FAMWY BWEAKFAST at the top of his lungs, at a volume and frequency that drags the sleepy big boys from their beds. Sometimes it’s an eggs & bacon kind of morning, and other times it’s just Trader Joe’s cinnamon rolls. But there’s something special about starting off the day with your favorite people. A fresh start, a new beginning with folks who don’t flinch at your most vulnerable.
The words spring break don’t typically mean a whole lot to us. After all, most of my kids aren’t in any sort of school program, and my husband works from home. As for my own schedule, it’s variable and flexible. But the beloved break has arrived for the big boys, and we managed to schedule a free day or two for all of us. I’ve also taken a rather extended Spring Break of sorts myself. I’ve been writing less and less here for the last few weeks, taking some time to refocus and freshen things up. Thanks for hanging in, and happy Spring Break!