The first Sunday of the "Daylight Savings Time" season was a rousing success, at least when viewed from the admittedly selfish vantage point of my limited perspective.
Yesterday morning, Sam I Am and I drove down to Princeton and met Jill and Rita at Mountain Lakes Estate. While us bipeds walked the 2.5 mile trail, Sam and Rita celebrated their first cousins romp of the Spring with the appropriate level of enthusiasm. They ran, they played, they wrestled, and they romped. If it was half as fun to do as it was to watch, then they had one hell of a time. Sam enjoyed a nice, extended nap yesterday afternoon, unwinding from the morning that was.
Sunday is the day of the week when Suzanne, Ryan, and their crew normally come to our house for Nana's "noodle, noodle". Yesterday, we changed things up and took our show on the road to them. While Suzanne remained home relaxing (as if that is possible when you have three children and all of them are under the age of three) with baby Rylan before dinner, Margaret, Joe, and I took Maggie and Cal to the park. What a time we had!
Not every day - including but not limited to Sunday - exceeds our expectations, which is why it is important to enjoy the ones that do.
Nothing is guaranteed, including, but not limited to, next Sunday. Plan for tomorrow but live today.
Every day.
-AK
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