A Peaceful Sunday, a Little Shopping, and a Whole Lot of Family ❤️
There is just something about a peaceful Sunday morning at home. Maybe it’s the slower pace, the coffee in your favorite cup, or simply knowing that family is coming home later that day. Whatever it was, this Sunday started out feeling pretty darn good.
Mr. C and I got up and decided to knock out a few of the easy household chores before Trevor, Melissa, Kyndall, and Liam made it back to the house around 7:30 that evening.
We worked together and got the house freshened up. I wiped down the kitchen counters, emptied the trash, and took care of the laundry and laundry room. Mr. C cleaned the bathroom really well, swept and mopped, emptied the bathroom trash, and wiped everything down. We also straightened up the living room. It really didn’t need much—just a little dusting and a quick vacuum.
Once we had the chores out of the way, we headed out to run a few errands. We stopped by the ATM, filled up my Jeep with gas, and then made the most important stop of the morning… Sonic for breakfast!
Lately, I have really been enjoying their Supersonic Burrito. It has eggs, sausage, cheese, tomatoes, and jalapeños, and it is filling enough to keep me going for quite a while. Of course, I also had to get myself a peach mango slush. Because breakfast without a little something sweet just doesn’t seem right to me. 😂
After breakfast, I knew I needed to make a little trip to Duncan. I wanted to stop by Dollar Tree for a few more energy drinks. They carry the Bang energy drinks for $1.25, and I have really been enjoying the Strawberry Kiss flavor. For $1.25, I don’t mind grabbing a few when I’m there.
Then it was off to Hibbert Sports because I had another important mission.
I needed to find Lane a pair of football cleats.
I told the young man working there that I needed a size 13C, preferably solid black, although black and white would work too. He brought out two different pairs—one Reebok and one Nike.
Well, you probably already know where this story is going.
I chose the Nike pair.
They were mostly black with the little Nike logo in silver, and I just liked the look of them better. When the young man rang them up, I was expecting to pay around the $65 I had seen online.
Imagine my surprise when my total came to only $38!
Now THAT was a win!
I couldn’t believe it. Grandpa and Nana Karen are buying Lane’s football cleats, so saving that much money made me very happy. And now I can’t wait to see him out there wearing those cleats and playing football.
As a matter of fact, I believe his next three games are going to be right here in Rush Springs—less than two miles from our house!
You better believe Nana and Grandpa will be sitting in those stands cheering him on. ❤️
After we got back home, we realized we needed a few more things for dinner because Trevor and his family would be arriving that evening. We decided to make a Mexican casserole so everyone would have something good and easy to eat when they got here.
Luther ran me up to our local grocery store, Delbert’s, and I picked up the few things we needed for the casserole, along with some snacks and other odds and ends for the house.
When we got home, we started putting everything together.
And this is where our little “romantic cooking class” came into play.
I jokingly told Luther, “Hey, I signed us up for a romantic cooking class!”
His immediate response?
“Nope, you did not.”
😂😂😂
I told him that I thought it might be something fun and new for us to do together. Of course, I already knew he wasn’t going to be signing up for any romantic cooking classes anytime soon, but I had to tease him.
Then I told him, “Well, actually, I feel like we’re having our own little cooking class right here at home.”
And honestly, we kind of were.
We were working together, figuring out the casserole, preparing everything for the family, and just doing what we have done together for so many years—making a life together.
Luther and I are definitely different in a lot of ways.
He is much more comfortable staying in his own little comfort zone. He’s not a big crowd person and isn’t particularly social. I, on the other hand, am usually the one wanting to try something new, go somewhere, meet people, or push myself outside of that comfortable little bubble.
Somehow, though, those differences have worked for us all these years.
Maybe that’s part of what makes a marriage work. You don’t have to be exactly alike. Sometimes you just need to love each other, respect each other’s differences, laugh together, and meet somewhere in the middle.
And when I look at my life, I am incredibly thankful that Luther is by my side.
He really is everything to me.
Around 7:30 that evening, Trevor, Melissa, Kyndall, and Liam finally pulled into the driveway.
And just like that, the house felt a little fuller.
We visited for a good while, the kids got their baths and got ready for bed, everyone got fed, and there was just that wonderful feeling of having family home.
Eventually, I headed off to bed around 9:15.
Of course, my body apparently didn’t get the memo that it was bedtime because it seemed to take forever for me to actually fall asleep. 😂
But even lying there awake, my heart felt peaceful.
There is something comforting about knowing your son is home safe.
I know Trevor, Melissa, Kyndall, and Liam have truly made North Dakota their home, and I’m grateful that they have a place they love and a life they are building there. But there is still something special about knowing they are home with us, even if it’s only for a visit.
Sunday wasn’t extravagant.
We didn’t do anything earth-shattering.
We cleaned the house, ran errands, found a great deal on football cleats, went grocery shopping, made a casserole, joked about taking a cooking class, and welcomed our family home.
But sometimes those are the days that mean the most.
The ordinary days.
The family days.
The days filled with little moments that you don’t realize are precious until you stop and really appreciate them.
I’m thankful for my husband.
I’m thankful for my children and grandchildren.
I’m thankful for a home that can be filled with laughter, noise, dirty dishes, football cleats, and little ones getting ready for bed.
And most of all, I’m thankful for the blessing of being Nana Karen.
I wouldn’t trade these ordinary, beautiful family moments for anything in the world. ❤️
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