Sunday Dinners

I love Sunday dinners at my parents place.

I walk in, the windows are always fogged up from the many delicious things baking(my favorite being my mom's homemade rolls) and pots boiling or warming up on the stove top.

Everyone gathers together and we break bread together, talk about what the latest happenings are and just enjoy that it is Sunday, a day of rest.

I don't know where the future will take me, but if it takes me elsewhere, I know my heart will ache on Sunday evenings when us Santamaria's gathered together and just savored life.

{I just got a kick out of listening to a 3 year old reciting scriptures.}