Saturday

I remember when Saturday meant staying in bed till ten. Lounging around, maybe doing an errand or two, but pretty much slouching about. That was pre-Paul days. Today I was out of bed at 6am. Ouch! Then after having about 45 minutes to get ready, eat, and try to have some sort of devo time, Paul awakes! Today I have given Paul a bath, fed him a few times, played with him, went to a furniture store, steamed the dining room carpet, and took down 2 1/2 walls of the world's most hideous wallpaper, and now I am thinking what will I make for dinner...
So all I have to say is thank you Mom! I now know how hard you worked! Exhausted...dinner, where's that phone book!