Have I done something right when I wake up to an empty house on a Sunday? Or am I just plain lucky? The husband left in the pre-dawn hours to go to work, but I should have been peeking in on three kids sleeping in three beds. Not so. Apparently I slept a little late this morning because all I awoke to was three empty beds and not a note in sight. Good thing I know where they're at.
They're all at church. On their own accord. While their mother sits here shamelessly in her pajamas sipping coffee. So like I said... have I done something right, or am I just lucky?
Either way I will take it.
And get ready myself.
I don't want to push that luck.
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