So excited!

I'm not sure how much I'll be around this next week. It’s finally Christmas time and LJ and Collin will be coming in Tuesday! I haven’t been with my boys for almost a year. Can you imagine not seeing your child, not getting to hug him, for eleven months? I’m so very grateful for his weekly calls, but it’s not the same.

They won’t be here the whole time. Collin's family lives about forty-five minutes from us and they split their time between the two families. They also have a few friends from around here to catch up with. I don’t mind sharing – well, not too much.

They will be seeing Mollie’s house for the first time and she’s in a tizzy. She wants them to like it and she’s afraid they'll feel it’s to ‘country’. I know they'll love it. They have often spoken with admiration that she is the only one in their generation, within group  their group of friends, to actually be buying her own place. They’re impressed. But that ‘little sister’ feeling is rearing its head within her. These imagined problems wouldn’t bother me except she wants me to come over and help her clean! Good Grief, I don’t even like to clean my own house.

I’ll be putting up some of the questions you were kind enough to ask. And you know I’ll be back to answer comments, but if I don’t get around to all the blogs this week, you’ll know what I'll be doing.