Never enough fun
My daughter had a fun weekend spending time with one of her best friends. They played at her friend's house on Saturday, and had a sleepover at our house on Saturday night, complete with church in the morning and hours of play on Sunday.
During that time the girls turned our hall bathroom into a Barbie salon, played with our cats, watched a movie, teased the boys, and caught bugs to put in bug houses. We went to the pool twice, and we went out for dinner.
After our Sunday afternoon visit to the pool, it was time for my daughter's friend to go home. It had been a fun weekend, and we had enjoyed having her over, but it was time to shift gears in preparation for a new school week.
All good things must come to an end, but these girls were not buying that. They begged for more time together, even asking if they could have another sleepover that night, a school night, as I was quick to point out.
And I mused about how wonderful it is to have so much fun together with a friend. When time seems to fly and there's never enough of it. Time to scheme and giggle and create and plan.
Of course, I often feel like there's never enough time, but that's because I seem to have too much to do, which is not nearly as sweet as having too much fun.