"Sunday is a day of rest," the teacher tells the class.
Not at our house, not this week.
This was yesterday's schedule.
7:00 a.m. Bryce went to a stake meeting.
9:15 a.m. Got a call from Bryce, reminding me that ward council started fifteen minutes ago.
9:30 a.m. Met Bryce and others at ward council while Tyce watched the kids at home.
9:45 a.m. Bryce left to make appts. for the stake presidency.
10:00 a.m. Ward council ended. Went home to find Mary still asleep, and the rest of the kids still in their pajamas watching Maggie and the Ferocious Beast on TV.
10:35 a.m. Bryce came home.
10:55 a.m. Bryce and Cameron left for sacrament meeting. I stayed home with sick children.
12:15 p.m. I left for church so I could do some business before Young Women. Passed Bryce on the road as he was coming home. We waved.
2:20 p.m. Cameron and I came home. Mary was still asleep!
3:00 pm. I left for a YW presidency meeting.
5:15 p.m. I returned home.
6:30 p.m. Bryce left to extend a calling to a ward member.
6:55 p.m. I left to go visiting teaching. Bryce and I waved at each other as we passed on the road.
9:00 p.m. I came home and fell in to bed.
And then we watched Flight of the Conchords. Together at last, holding hands in the the light of the TV screen.
It was a busy, but not unhappy, Sunday.
Now it's Monday and I'm sitting here in my pjs with a blanket wrapped around my shoulders. There are a million things I could be doing.
Apparently I have declared today my make-up day of rest.
Life is good.