I have three children, all boys, who are thankfully grown and out of the house. Yes, I miss them terribly and wish that I had done.... But let's just go with water under the bridge and a strong reliance on a forgiving God and forgiving children.
Recently my oldest son and his lovely family moved to an Army Post about 5 hours from my home. After a Christmas visit involving over flowing toilets, backed up bathtubs, the pumping of the septic tank followed by the need to replace the downstairs toilet.... well, frankly it isn't the world's biggest surprise that he and his family aren't all a-flutter about coming here to visit. Of course that's without accounting for the fact that moving one old, fat, grumpy woman with carpal tunnel and sciatica, (in a word; whiny) is a whole lot easier than 2 grown-ups and 2 kids. So for the 4th I found myself driving to their home.
The kids made a giant effort to make the day an enjoyable and memorable one. It was, so much so in fact that even the 5 hour drive home was not terribly onerous. I really enjoyed watching the kids, grown and little, at the water park. My kids are awfully good parents. I also enjoyed seeing them hold hands on the Ferris Wheel while I watched the little ones. Did they kiss at the top? I wasn't peeking.
Here's the little irony though. After all of that, I know it's greedy of me, I was hoping to get a week or so of my delightful daughter-in-law and grands while my son is away at school for a few weeks.... What I came home with is their dog. My daughter-in-law and the kids are going to visit her parents. They will camp, and play, and generally have a wonderful time. What makes it worse, is that I can't even be jealous, because her parents are such nice people! I like dogs and their dog is absolutely cute and charming, don't get me wrong, but somehow, it's just not the same as getting to have the people part of that family around.
Oh well, I do like cherry lemonade....pits and all!
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