I snuggled in bed and talked with my husband until 3AM on Saturday. I love my best friend.
I snuggled in bed and talked with my husband until 3AM on Saturday. I love my best friend.
It’s hard to just pick one moment to treasure and share from this past weekend. We seriously had a jam-packed mini vacation just handed to us all weekend. On Friday, Jacob took off of work because of a bad bike accident. We still managed to have a nice day together as a family (Poppy got her first taste of peaches!) and he’s feeling much better now. We spent Saturday at the lake, and then saw Mary Poppins in the evening. Sunday we sat like kings in box seats at the Cleveland Indians game. Whew.
The girls were being super silly on Saturday afternoon and took some “myspace pics” (as we like to call this special brand of self-portrait) while Jacob was in the shower…
We also enjoyed a full weekend of Independence Day festivities, picnics, cookouts, fireworks and general good times. Somehow though, our silly moment together on Saturday I remember the most.
This is what summers are made of…
Poppy endured enjoyed her very first Annual-Breslin-Family-Weekend at Cedar Point! Every year since before I was even born, my dad’s family has made a lovely weekend at the greatest amusement park ever (to my local readers, visit!). Friday is spent all day in the park, Saturday all day by the pool, and Sunday all day eating and recuperating at my grandparents’ house on Johnson’s Island. It is a fun, full weekend that I look forward to every year. As my aunt Sally says, we count our lives in Cedar Point weekends and we are grateful to be together again and again for each one. I am beyond delighted and fulfilled to bring Poppy into the circle. I couldn’t love my family any more. I am truly blessed. And sunburned.
This is my uncle’s beautiful bride Diane and her father walking down the aisle on Saturday in one of the most touching weddings I have ever witnessed. The happy couple had a lot to celebrate. After still being single well into their forties, Michael and Diane found a lifelong love in each other and it was a first marriage for both!
It was the most beautiful sight watching Diane, a grown woman, acting like a giddy young bride and walking arm-in-arm with her very elderly father. I cried the moment I saw these two enter the sanctuary doors. Did he ever think he would live long enough to see his almost 50-year-old daughter get married? Did she ever lose hope that she would be able to walk with her daddy down the aisle on her wedding day? This picture just shouts “dreams fulfilled” to me. And what a precious moment to be a part of on the weekend that my little family would be celebrating it’s first Father’s Day. As I compared the images in my head of Jacob with Poppy and Diane with her father, I couldn’t help but notice the striking juxtaposition. The mark of time is drastic, but the love is the same. A father’s love never fails. A father’s love is sweet and precious. A father’s love is boundless and ageless. A father’s love is very, very good.
Waiting for the train after a long and fun day at Parade the Circle:
On Saturday, we took a break from our spring-cleaning-lock-down of a weekend to walk to the West Side Market in downtown Ohio City. We tasted the flavors of some world breads, sipped on some local coffee, and of course, stopped at the candy booth for a little treat. We also stumbled upon a great surprise in the neighborhood – Open Air in Market Square. Dozens of colorful booths, friendly vendors and live music filled the main intersection across from the market. The three of us had a blast browsing and bartering. I scored a beautiful Greco-Roman espresso/tea set for Poppy’s future play dates. I think we left with but a few quarters in our pocket. A Saturday well spent, I’d say.
Now back to the lock-down…
Inspired by Erin’s Earth’s Best Sundays, I’ve decided to challenge myself (and anyone who wants to join me) to find one moment each weekend to treasure, to acknowledge, and to share.
This week, I’m sharing the beautiful and yummy soy latte macchiato that my husband made for me after letting me sleep in until 11am.
{} P.S. {} Jump in folks! Make Weekend Moment your own thing – a picture, a poem, a reflection, a story. Link back to this post so we can get others to join in too! Happy Weekends!