A calm, (mostly) quiet Sunday doing some church going, cooking at home, painting, reading, listening to dad play the cello, and of course, as always, dancing. It's rare we all have a full day to pass the time together. Brett and I tried to sneak in little cat naps on the couch for an hour while the kids put on skits for us. Such good memories to fuel us with the energy we will need for the chaos a quickly approaching week will surely bring us. Just what Sundays are intended for, a perfect day of rest.