My kind of Saturday

 This morning we slowed down, which is something Nick and I don't usually do.
Coffee...check. Cinnamon rolls...check. Comfy slippers...double check.

When Harper waddled up the stairs she quickly found a warm spot on the porch. And she stayed a while too.

Then an hour later this one showed up with massive bed head and her same sweet smile. A nice pile of powdered donuts greeted her.

Our new house fosters relaxation. The retreat...I think that is what we are going to call this house. I like retreat better than cabin. God  blessed us with cooler weather as soon as we moved in, like He wanted us to start using these porches ASAP! I've started the past two weekends out here and I must say I am liking the vibe. Saturdays are the only day of the week where time holds less importance. Weekday mornings are the extreme opposite of Saturday, as all mom's know. I feel like the morning Nazi and I don't like it, not one bit. Maybe that is why today, this Saturday is so peacefully blissful. Still in my pj's, still in my slippers, second cup cold on the coffee table...and I like it.  Happy Saturday to you! Go Dawgs!

Harper cuddling up on the back porch...

This is Baylor's "I wanna see, Mama!" face...she always wants to see the pictures as I take them.

Can you spot the pregnant lady in the window?? This is me at 18 weeks growing another spirited Cauley girl!