Our Weekend

After going to the funeral of a sweet 94 year old friend of ours on Saturday morning, I got hit with a bad cold.  Our babysitter got it too!  I feel so bad for her.  Our weekend looked a lot like this picture above- mismatched PJ's, juice with straws, and lots of tissues for me.  Mom's should not be aloud to get sick!

As for the funeral though, it was lovely.  I know that can sound weird, but it really was.  She'd lived a long, full, happy life and I'm sure she had a sweet reunion with her loved ones that had passed before her.  The thing I love about funerals like these is that it really makes you take a look at your life and take inventory on the legacy you are creating for your family.  Keith and I both felt that way on Saturday and I'm grateful for moments that remind us to be the best we can be for ourselves and for those we love.