I stressed a little yesterday.
In the hours leading up to their arrival I worried - about the trash from the house behind us that blew into our yard, about the lack of playroom or basement for the kids (of a variety of ages) to play in, about my potato dish didn't turn out so I had to change my plan to minute rice, etc.
But when they arrived a few minutes late because my new friend confessed she had dropped something on the way out the door - and so she finished up her offering when they got to our place- I felt at ease. The kids (though girls and mostly older than my boys) played beautifully, we ate and chatted, and I forgot about the size of my house and location of my neighborhood and just shared life for a few hours.
When it was all said and done, The Hubs and I looked at each other and said, "That worked out. Let's keep doing this."
Joining with Ann's group to give thanks for gifts 744-757
the chance to work at home this fall ~ reminders everywhere that life is FULL ~ free DVDs from the library ~ the sound of Bugaboo laughing at Bubby ~ weekend for the first time all summer without The Hubs having homework ~ amazing mentor meeting at church ~ hearing a friend's good news ~ koinonia ~ tears that flow freely with hymns and a Revelation song ~ something new on the horizon for intergenerational connections