The Weekend

Most days as a mother of a teenager you sit back and your head spins as you try to figure out what just caused the outburst, or wander what happened to that wonderful, loving child you once had.
Not this weekend.
I had the BEST weekend. Started out running errands with my wonderful husband then came home to get my daughter who helped me clean the church nursery (along with two wonderful friends Lori and Joanna and my sons best friend Jessica) Then we joined GAP at our church and had tons of fun. Jessi and I took Jessica out to coffee before dropping her off at home and had a wonderful conversation with her. Came home to my boys and we all four went out to dinner at the Melting Pot. It was a special treat I had been planning in my head for months. We had a blast. Normally Brian won't even go out to dinner with us, he just requests our left overs. Brian and I had a sword fight with our forks, we laughed so hard our tummies hurt. He and Jessi are both studying the same subject in World Civilizations and they shared with us all that they had learned. It did get a bit silent when the chocolate fondue was set at our table about the only thing you heard was, mmmmmmmmmmmmm. Then UHHHHHHHHHHHHH, because the full tummies kicked in.
It even continued into the next day, the smiles, talking, and just being nice. I didn't want this weekend to end!
We stopped at the store so that two kids we had given a ride to youth group could run in and get their mom some stuff and we were all talking. So many people have been coming up to me lately to tell me how nice I am, I wasn't fishing for a compliment but I was trying to tell my family that I am not "nice" I just allow God to use me. All I got out was I'm not nice and both kids and husband piped in saying "Yes you are!" I don't know why but hearing Brian say I was nice was a perfect ending to a perfect weekend. I hear so much of how unfair I am and how mean I am and judgemental I am. So it meant so much to hear him say that.
OH I so hope we can repeat this weekend every day