I have few words today – my heart is too full of happiness to even try.
I stopped by my brother’s house yesterday on the way home and spent some time letting the boys play with their cousins while I visited with Jonathan and Melanne. Mel spoiled my kids with scratch-made stroganoff and I’m in a heap o’ trouble because Hamburger Helper is now dead to them.
Bellies full, we drove the remaining hour and a half to Mom and Dad’s where we were greeted with tons of hugs and kisses and we came inside and I took my usual place – the barstool in my mama’s kitchen- and that’s pretty much where I’ve been since.
Mom’s planned all my favorites for the weekend – brisket, potato salad (she makes the best in the world), Blue Bell ice cream, pound cake – and as soon as those pictures are made tomorrow morning I’m falling off the wagon and enjoying every bit of it.
My other brothers are coming over tonight and I’m looking forward to spending time with them and regaling our kids with our childhood stories (there are a few that we don’t tell because we don’t want to plant any seeds).
It’s so good to be home.
Have a nice day.