Saturday, September 7

Saturday, Saturday

As our nine-year-old son chanted happily this morning, "Saturday, Saturday, Where would I be without you, Saturday?" 

We had our first leisurely Saturday morning breakfast of the school year today and I was struck by the dishes that I chose to use. When I got married fourteen years ago, my mantra was "Give Me All White Dishes, or Give Me Death!"  How different things are on our table now!

One of the things that I like the most about Saturdays is the space I have in the day to do whatever strikes my fancy.  Today, I went into Home Goods for a broom... but came out with an Italian terraotta planter and a wastebasket for our daughter's room. Ooops.

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