my legs are full

it's spring break for those in the academic world. so although wells fargo does not give 'spring breaks' we are still enjoying more time together as a family this week.

there's this diner that's on the corner of a street we pass by all the time. yesterday as we passed it for the umteenth time matt and i decided that we'd go there for breakfast this morning.

the kids woke up early and matt and i looked at each other to gage if we were still up for 'the plan'. matt and i are routine-heads. so anytime we get the slightest inclination to break out - i jump at it. so even though it meant one of us forfeited sleeping in...we dressed quickly and headed out the door.

i love going out to breakfast. something about the quietness of the restaurant. everyone is still waking up. drinking coffee that doesn't taste great, but it wakes you up. yeah, i love it...

isaiah asks me to make him french toast almost every morning. so the fact that he got to order french toast and bacon...well i'll tell ya, he thought he was in heaven. our food came and each plate was enough to feed 3 people. and i'm not exaggerating. it was fatty, greasy, huge portioned food. the kind that after you eat it you just want to go sleep it off.

we all ate to our heart's content. we were out, the four of us, breaking routine, the kids being happy and content themselves, being in a warm diner on a cold, early morning. yes, my heart was full. just as i was taking it all in isaiah finished his plate and stood up with a big sigh. 'my tummy is full....my legs are full....my whole body is full!'

i totally agree.