one of my favorite feelings in the world is walking into a (mostly) clean house after church, kicking off anything restrictive, deciding what to eat for lunch, and debating who should afterward make the cookies. everyone feeling pleasant, relaxed, and (mostly) un-scheduled. i am anticipating what book i shall cozy up with, or if i should hop in a warm bath and continue some scripture reading, or if i will sit in my favorite chair by the sunny window and meditate and write in my journal. i absolutely heart this feeling. i feel it now. it's the feeling when grant has a thoughtful look on his face and says "i love my girls" out of the blue. it is the feeling of cate saying "mom! look what i colored! it's jesus!" and jumps up on the bed to cozy me while i read. it's the feeling of saying "i'll make the cookies" because i love them so much. grant snapped these pictures moments after walking in the door and kicking off the church shoes today...they make me very, very happy.
i don't care what anyone says. gilmore girls is the best show on tv. and if luke and lorelai don't get back together i will lose my mind. this is how much i worry about it: last night i dreamt that i was lorelai and in a long dramatic episode played out in my subconcious i told christopher to take a hike and ran to luke and we started making out. grant called me from work right at that moment and woke me up. i was so mad.
kelly: cate you're so funny! did you get your funny-ness from mommy or daddy?
cate: (pointing at kelly) you're not funny. (pointing at grant) me and him are!
kelly: i guess she won't understand my humor till she's older.
grant: what, are you saying i have 3 year old humor?
kelly: well, you both make a great monster growl you think is hilarious..
grant & cate in unison: rrrrrroooooooooaaaaarrrrrrr! (and explode into laughter).