Having your husband go off to work while you are still laying in bed.
Stretching out an putting your feet on the empty while watching a chick flick on TV.
The heathens waking up in their own time, happy and sleep smiling.
Breakfast with no battles.
A cup of hot vanilla laced coffee with froth.
Cold weather an a warm house.
Fuzzy slipper socks.
A curly headed girl that lets me brush her hair with no complaints.
A smiling dog that howls when The Man sings.
The sounds of bare piggies and friendly words filling the house.
Candles that smell like flowers.
A quiet start to A Sunday morning and the peace we find there before the craziness of Monday brings it all back around to reality.
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