Small Sunday

So it's a little view of our Sunday. Naps (not me of course) Crying. Playing. Lots of playing! Meadow is really imaginative and has been making up stories, and hosting tea parties in her teepee!

But today I have generally had a feeling that my life is good, and sometimes it's great, but it is a small life, and seems just oh so repetitive sometimes...always?

Maybe it's just having a small child, and yes,  I read too many blogs where the women don't work, but still seem to enjoy 'dates' with their husbands that look and sound SO romantic and their men seem SO nice and thoughtful and loving....(Yes you Rockstar Diaries :) I sure have not hit the jackpot on that one...although maybe someone who is more closed off and practical in the way that they show they care, than demonstratively loving and emotionally supportive is just as important in its own special way. My husband would never dream of hiring a babysitter and organising a special evening. But he would paint the bedroom wall (that I have been whinging about) when I am out and he would tidy up the house before I came in from work ....all little ways to show he cares.
What do you think?
XO