My dad and his wife, Cindy (a.k.a G-paw and Gigi) are brave people for allowing this many children to invade their home for multiple days in a row. Every year finds us enjoying Christmas with our extended family - the cousins staying up way too late and getting up several hours earlier than we wish they would.
My kids run in the door, say hello to G-paw and Gigi and then head straight to this gigantic tub of Legos. The end. We never see them again.
Until they get hungry. Then they come find us. You know you want to be sitting at this table. Not really. You don't.
Cousin Cassidy and my two lovely aunts.
God bless a headlamp. Boys are coo-coo over them.
Mornings with my nieces? Their messy hair and sweet hello hugs? This might be my favorite part.
I sat near this tray. I was responsible for eating 98% of those little cookies with the jelly in the middle.
It was a great time away with family. Cindy makes sure every last detail has been thought through for everyone down to each child's favorite snacks in the refrigerator. The cousins played a game of Monopoly that lasted three days. Remember those? They ate cookies and my dad's famous eggs for breakfast. I drank more than my fair share of his freshly ground coffee. We went on a nature walk. I ran the trails in my dad's neighborhood. There was lots of talking and catching up. And poker. I wish it could have lasted forever.
My sweet aunt squeezed me hard at one point, looked me in the face and said, "I love you. You're my people." Isn't that we all want? To simply be someone's people?
I hope you had a beautiful Christmas surrounded by your people. Thanks for spending this year with us. There are a lot of changes coming up in our lives this coming year, and I'm glad to have you walking this road with us.