On Sunday mornings, we opt for a few extra minutes of snuggles, so we rush to church almost late every week.
After church, we nap and take walks and eat lunch.
On Sunday afternoons, I visit a certain grave in a cemetery. It's quiet and peaceful, and spring comes early there.
Then we have a family dinner, come home to our little lovenest, and procrastinate the start of our week together.
It's a good routine.
