First off, may my FIL be blessed for the rest of forever for sending us out for a night.
It was SO nice to get away for the night!
To just hang out, not worry about getting home to get a babysitter back home before too late, to not feel like we had to rush through dinner to get home to get kids in bed.
Mostly, to just be.
Our night away wasn't anything overly exotic or fancy, but it was so wonderful!
We went out to dinner, hung out at the pool, soaked in the hot tub, and went for Frostys at midnight.
And in addition to that-hold on to your hats-are you ready for it?? WE SLEPT IN! I woke up at 5:45, realized I didn't have to get up and rolled back over to go back to sleep.
Oh heaven help me, how wonderful that was!
Which brings me back to the point of this post. As we sat at breakfast this morning (that someone else cooked and cleaned up! woo-hoo!), we talked about how our definition of what a "luxury" is has changed.
Way back in our beginning (read as fresh young newlyweds), we used to look at big houses and fancy cars, name brand clothes and exotic island trips as things that would be a nice luxury one day.
Perspective is an interesting thing.
12 years and seven kids later, our definition of a luxury has changed quite a bit.
It is a luxury to sleep in
To eat as much bacon as I want from a breakfast buffet
To go out to dinner
To have a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice (especially if you didn't squeeze it!)
To go to Wendy's at midnight if you're craving a Frosty (where we live this would take longer than you realize. Not to mention you can't just leave the kids in bed and take off in the middle of the night!)
To sit and talk, uninterrupted, about important things and not so important things.
It is a luxury to make it to the end of the month and still have money left in the checking account.
To have a mostly finished basement, even if there is no real flooring down there and the kids' bedrooms don't have closet doors yet
To have a car that works, even if it isn't new or fancy, especially since it gets great gas mileage
It is a luxury to laugh together
To have good friends and neighbors
To have inside jokes
To live with someone that you love more than you ever imagined possible
And more than anything else, to come home together, to a house full of kids that missed you and felt like you were gone forever. And realize that you kinda missed them too.
Even if it was just one night.