Okay, it was actually a Sunday MORNING nap, but I wasn't going to mention that we skipped church. But now you know. We skipped church.
anyway, Steve put a movie in for the kids and sat down on the couch to watch it with them. And so I laid down on his lap.
It was a strange feeling. I hadn't done that for so long. I felt so young. I think part of it is that every time I lay on his lap I'm instantly taken back to that one night when I was 15, at the Huisman house (full of the usual 10-15 teenagers), and I caught a glimpse of Jaci Kluis laying on Steve's lap. It was more like just resting her head on his leg, but all I could think about that night was that I wanted it to be MY head on his leg.
man, I still remember it like yesterday.
So on days like Sunday, I felt young again. Like we were dating. except for the random and frequent "beeps" to my nose and pokes in my eyes by the one year old, the 5 year old sharing the lap with me and sitting on my hair every time she repositioned, and the almost-3-year-old sitting on my legs. :)
just another day in paradise. :)