I can’t begin to tell you how much I love a good slow down day. A day to slow down, relax, take things easy and as they come. A day when there is no real occasion to arise to. Especially after a busy week or weeks.

Today is just such a day. I’ve felt like I’ve been moving a million fifty miles an hour for days on end.

The 14-year old had a friend over last night and they woke at the crack of …who knows when. They’re teens and stay up late giggling. They stumbled to the kitchen in search of, of all things food.

Pancakes to be exact. Unhealthy pancakes to a little more exact.

I’m not sure how many times they’ve made pancakes, it was fun watching them  prepare everything.

And I thought to myself, “This, this is the stuff memories are made from.” Not just theirs, but mine as well. I will long remember the day two girls stood in my kitchen and puzzled out the pancake recipe, the chatter, the giggles. It is all forever locked in my memory.

 

This truly is a sweet spot of life.