A Perfect 10

By the time Friday night rolls around, I'm spent. The days of heading out at 9pm, and not coming home until the wee hours are but a distant memory now. So is the desire to spend my Friday nights all dressed up and out on the town. On my Perfect 30-Something Friday Night, I'm in my pajamas by 7, under a blanket on the couch, where I stay until I shuffle off to bed at, ooohhhh....9:30.

Last night, Jason and I were both worn out. We opted for a movie night with the boys. Meaning: a movie IN, from the comfort of my living room. While Jason and I detoxed from the week, (how I love having him to talk to!) the boys ran around screaming, giggling, and tackling each other. It was the sound of my future, and I LOVED it.

Then we started the movie, The Velveteen Rabbit, which is a very sweet adaption from the book. We turned out all the lights except for the Christmas tree, and snuggled under pillows and blankets. I found myself sandwiched between Jason and Jayden, with Tanner nearby.

I watched the movie some, but mostly I just soaked up the scene, and thought about how absolutely perfect life was in that moment. The stresses we'd been talking about just a few minutes earlier melted away into a state of complete happiness. I listened to Jayden make explosion noises when he got bored with the movie and started playing. I watched Tanner's face, so sweet and peaceful and happy. I felt Jason's heart beating as I laid on his chest, and watched his hands so lovingly hold his son's hand and pat his head. And I felt the baby moving like crazy - the first time I've felt more than just subtle little flutters.

The night was a perfect 10. It just doesn't get any better than that.