A perfect day.

We made it through this terrible Monday, you know, the one after a week and a half of holidays, no work, and therefore the time to snuggle a beautiful baby all day long.  Lucy and I decided to honor the last day of our lovely vacation by spending the day in our jammies and napping in big poofs of blankets.  Nat was there too of course, slightly more pulled together than us (not in jammies) and cooking up delicious foods.  Every day should be Sunday.