Pizza and Potter
It used to be when Friday night rolled around we were itching to get gone, to get out, to do something...anything. These days we're happy to make pizza and watch Harry Potter. It's not so much getting older as it is knowing what we want.
We want happy, healthy girls, and a happy, healthy home, and we know that something of that value doesn't just happen, certainly not unless you're prioritizing it. People are astonished that we have a four year old daughter, and now a nearly eight month old Maggie, and we don't have a babysitter. We don't need one. We've got grandparents that love them as much as we do, and our livers have long since been overworked and taken for granted. We're happy just, well, being happy. It sure makes Saturday mornings a lot easier. I barely survive gymnastics now. I can't imagine being hung over.