We’ve been watching our four local grandchildren all week, and I think after our son and daughter-in-law return from a well-deserved stay at Disney World, my wife and I will be coming home to at least a day of just hanging out, and maybe savoring the peace and quiet.
I love our grandkids dearly, but it’s been a reminder that there is wisdom in that saying about having children when you’re young. It’s been a mix of momentary chaos and quiet time, of catching the school bus, of reading books and working on craft projects and playing with blocks and taking the dog out and making sure homework gets done and getting everyone ready for bed.
In the midst of an average day, when civil play can turn into a conflagration in a matter of seconds, when mealtime is a series of negotiations mixed with plea deals, it’s nice to know that, come Saturday, we can get up, make breakfast, take our meds, and just chill for a bit.
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