It doesn't feel like it.
Patrick and Stacey are gone, helping B and Shelby with their new house today.* They left at 8:30, just like they do on work days, and they will probably not be home before dinner time. Just like a weekday.
I'm not complaining. Miles and I are having a great, quiet time at home today. He's currently playing cars on the kitchen table while I blog at my desk nearby. If we get really ambitious, we may head out to McDonald's for lunch and playtime before nap. Or I may warm up some chicken nuggets in the microwave and snuggle in for the day. Either way, we're both in a good mood, and that alone makes it a good day.
It just doesn't feel like Saturday. :)
*Congrats, by the way!!!