|Some homemade cinnamon rolls for BBS...|
So, on today's menu, there was hot Belgium waffles with a little low-fat dark chocolate ice cream on top (I didn't have any Cool Whip!) and the discussion of my son's "visit" with his 3 friends and the one kid's 18 year old blind and deaf "Zombie" cat. (Mike says the cat doesn't know he's dead yet!) We have the best conversations around that table. Sometimes there's arguments on whether you say "I got an 100 on my Italian test" or "I got a 100..." We all know it's the latter, but my kids will argue with me until they're blue in the face that it's not. (We've decided not to talk about it anymore.) But most times, we're just laughing about the anecdotes everyone shares about their day. I'm realizing now that these times are too few and far between, and also that they're numbered. Charlie's going to be a junior and Chelsea's going to be a freshman next year. We don't have much more time with them. Sad, but true. I'll have to cherish the time we do have. I look forward to a time when we're sitting around my table with their kids sharing these moments. Maybe they'll come back "home" for BBS, like my siblings and I go to our parents house on Sundays after church. I hope.