My college kids arrived home this afternoon for their Thanksgiving break. I had to pick the older daughter up in a nearby town, she got a ride home with a teammate (I’m a mean momma – no cars at school for my kids) and the younger one got a ride home with classmate who lives nearby.
Once they ran the gasoline out of both of my cars, they decided to make a jello salad for Thanksgiving and watch old home movies. Squeals of laghter are coming from the living room… I’ll bet they are watching the video of the snow shovel fight, when they dumped their then-two year old little sister from the baby sled into deep snow drifts when we lived in Maine… while I taped them. (I really need to put that on a DVD and give each of them a copy for Christmas.)
I wouln’t trade my big family for all the money in the world – the memories and laughter are priceless.
It sure is nice to have them home for a few days. š