Wednesday, May 26, 2010
My older two children are spending the night at Grandma's house....well Grandpa lives there too, but it is referred to by all as Grandma's house. This house has the magical fridge, at any moment she can pull dinner for 12 out without any notice or planning. It's just like she has been expecting you! The bathrooms are always clean, and the children love to be there. Upon telling the said children that their Grandparents are away, these same children will insist that you drive by...just in case. There is always Sunday Brunch, Diet Coke with Splenda, cold can beer, and munster cheese in the fridge. You will never have to ask for a kiss as they are freely given, and Grandpa will steel away from his adult children as they gather to talk with his brother on Skype across the big ocean...their devotion palatable. Their TV will never have more than 5 stations, and the Sunday paper will be spread across the coffee table, along with the newest Ignatius Press Best Seller. There is a rosary in every chair, a crucifix in every room, and prayer is just easier there. This is a little piece of heaven...home.