It was an ordinary Sunday.
There was no special meal, just simple fare. It was not a holiday or someone's birthday. The kids didn't perform. There was no spring fashion show, no educational activities.
We played our weekly game of Apples to Apples while the children all played or watched Veggie Tales or Arthur streamed from Netflix. We chatted and exchanged stories from the week and talked about homeschooling and ate toffee chip brownies and laughed and enjoyed one another's company.
But maybe the ordinary is pretty extraordinary.