Sunday Breakfast with Friends
This weekend our friends Jerrod and Jessie came to visit with their two-month-old baby, Ren. Since we moved away from Jackson, we have really missed not only all the meals we used to share with Jessie and Jerrod but also getting to see Ren on a regular basis. He’s grown so much since we saw him six weeks ago!
Usually on Sundays, David and I get up and go to the early service at church, and I fix a brunchy-type meal when we get home. That was our plan this morning too, but somehow, having a baby around tends to complicate even the best of intentions. We did have a big breakfast–scrambled eggs with pesto and parmesan, toast with Aunt Prissy’s homemade plum jelly, and sausage–just later than we’d planned and still in our pajamas. Here’s what we spent most of the weekend doing:
holding, touching, rocking, watching, listening to the baby! Breakfast was no exception: Ren sat beside the table in his swing, and cooed at us the whole time. The food was good–pesto is a great way to liven up scrambled eggs–but the best part of this Sunday breakfast was definitely the company. Can’t you guys just move down here?