When I woke up from my second slumber, I decided to leave these two in bed and venture out for some warm breakfast. Brian had worked until after midnight at his weekend job and I knew he could use a little rest and perhaps some treats. I decided to run around the corner to our Biscuitville, where I discovered 2 things.
1. Apparently bologna is back. I am not sure who told them this, but I am sincerely hoping they are incorrect. Eww.
2. Warm flaky biscuits on a cold morning are A-Mazing.
We spent the rest of the morning in bed watching the "Father of the Bride" marathon, drinking coffee and letting Lila play with her Christmas presents (What? It kept her content and she won't know the difference when she opens them later). Our afternoon was even better with football, Christmas gift wrapping and a big spaghetti dinner. Sometimes, you just need to stay in your pajamas all day.
Pray that it's raining on Sunday
Pouring like crazy
We'll hide under the covers all afternoon
Baby whatever comes Monday
Can take care of itself
Cause we've got better things that we can do
When it's raining on Sunday
~"Raining on Sunday" by Keith Urban