Once more the holiday season winds down to a close, and I will have a twinge or two of melancholy! I will miss daily calls to set lots of places at the table,
good excuses to run to Christy's,
nightly occupants in the Presidential Suite,
expert chefs in the kitchen,
seeing all our kids in one place, at one time,
feeding frenzy at the Grandma's Treasure Box,
picnics on the living room floor,
Phoebe's smile (she does bring the party with her),
football fans on the family room sofa,
watching Harry F. embrace a new project,
hearing the piano played,
Noah's brand of fun and cheer that he saves for certain occasions,
sisterly fun and love of color,
more than a solitary runner,
masquerading and tiny hats,
Robbie's wise and witty ways,
our kids' friends,
crowded tables,
silly games at family parties,
mani-pedis with the sistren at Urbane,
driving around the backyard,
crowds around the computer,
chilly mornings at Clocker's Corner,
having all these special kids in one place, at one time,
thank goodness we aren't truly left alone here!! (I remember the older women in Centerville, Utah, when we lived there, lamenting when their children "moved away" and didn't stay in Centerville. I didn't understand then that even though you are delighted to see your children leave the nest and thrive in their various environments, you miss them. So I'm glad we have Harry and family and Noah here in Monrovia and Bonny and family "just down the road a piece!!")
The first batch went home last night to Malibu, Eliza and Hannah took off this a.m., Phoebe and David will be here soon to say adieu - it's a good thing there are mountains of laundry to do, beds to make, rooms to set aright, trees to dismantle, holiday decor to pack away - and Christmas cards to finish writing! (Not to mention gearing up for a return to "normal!")