It’s a rare night when everyone is at home together at our house. Between friends, football practice and jobs, we can barely pull together a family night these days. So, I’m happy that we are all here tonight, safe and sound. We’re each doing our own thing right now–Josh is in the shower, Alex is watching football and browsing on Myspace in the upstairs den, John’s watching a show on Botswana downstairs and I’m hanging out at the computer in the study upstairs. All is right in the universe. (Well, except for John being crabby which is highly unusual unless he’s starving, which he’s not right now.)
I had no idea how much I would love being part of a family when I met John and we got serious about turning our relationship into a life-long commitment. I had an idea I’d enjoy it (I got a good preview during our dating days) but I never could have dreamed just how much. Sure, there are the typical frustrations like Josh leaving his stuff everywhere, Alex’s music that’s more screaming than music, nobody getting how to put dishes in the dishwasher and the general chaos that comes with having a house full of people and animals. But on the other hand, there’s all the fun that comes with having teens around–they really are a crack up. When we do manage to sit down to dinner together, the stories we get from the kids just kill me. We end up busting up half the time. I told John I think I laugh more with the kids than I do with our own friends and that’s nothing to sneeze at. That constitutes a good time for me!
I feel very lucky tht I am able to be a part of Alex and Josh’s lives. It’s truly a privilege and I don’t take it for granted–I try not to, anyway. I know they won’t be living here forever so it’s important to treasure these nights when everyone’s at home together.
(Okay, the photo is of all of us at the airport in Paris in December 2007, during our 12 hour layover on the way to South Africa. Yes, that’s Alex sitting in the luggage cart!)
