This whole last week has been filled right up. My girls were in town for my niece (their cousin)’s wedding. So, I have to say all last week was like a little early Mother’s Day for me. I mean, can you ask for anything better to celebrate motherhood than to become a grand mother? And to watch your kids become parents? There isn’t much better than snuggling a new grand baby. And then that goodness is followed by getting to squeeze up your other kids who now live far away from home? Nope, I don’t think there’s much better than that. Now here I am, in the wake of having all my “big” girls home. Trying to catch up as I’m washed over with so much gratitude for these kids I get to call my own.
This one on the right down below too!
Let’s back up and talk about this:
what happens when all those girls are home:
My shoes are strewn around in every corner of the house, discarded after various events (we all wear the same size). One pair with a hole in the toe from a daughter serving one too many times on the tennis court.
My dresses too…I kept getting girls confused because everyone kept switching up dresses…see if you can keep them straight in the following pictures. Ha!
The laundry room is in various stages of the business of doing laundry, constantly.
Every pool towel is draped over stuff in the back yard from all the cousins who have come to join us to swim.
My giant water cup I love having always filled up with ice water is always bone-dry.
The kitchen is always filled up with activity, and the fridge is definitely not staying put how Lucy keeps trying to train us to organize it.
We are up late and also up early.
I find myself wanting to be everywhere with them.
But Oh! How good it all is!
All the Good Stuff
Their little sister gets all the love in the world:
Different groupings of people surround our kitchen table…
…and also fill up our pool.
Our favorite food is eaten.
The Suns are cheered for heartily.
Boo on last night’s game BTW 🙁
One girl gets strep throat (thankfully this was near the beginning), and keeps her distance from the rest of us when she can pull herself out of bed.
(Thankfully she gets antibiotics speedy quick and is back ready for the festivities also speedy-quick.)
The rest of us marvel at Lucy’s Codenames abilities using her magnifier and her sharp mind.
Heights are measured.
One sister may have passed the other one up…
Our kids continue to want to join us at our workouts, which we adore.
We love F45.
There is a pre-wedding dinner.
Elle is a bridesmaid, and we get to see this “quad squad” who have grown up with each other reunited.
And the pool is filled up again.
Then it is wedding day.
With a beautiful bride.
An impromptu pre-wedding reception dinner is held at our house.
And on to the dance party celebration:
In awe of this family I get to be a part of. And the power of families in general.
Sundays are the best.
I find my girls outside church huddled around a phone, and this is what I see:
Sunset walks are basked in.
And then they leave.
They leave all the bedsheets washed and beds made up crisp, all the “stuff” tidied up.
And our house echos with missing them.
How grateful I am to be their mother, as I sit in the wake of having those precious “big” girls home.