What do you
do when a family member comes home for the Holiday’s? My college son came home
for the Holiday’s, but he didn’t really stay home. I believe he is enjoying his
freshman year. I’m not sure because his brother dominated the conversation for
the first two hours. Then they prepared to hang out with friends.
Before my
teens left on their journey to reconnect with old friends, we managed to squeeze
in a brief conversation and take a few photos. It wasn’t until the next day
that it was my turn to visit with my son a while.
After
church, the boys and I went shopping for a Christmas gift for their younger
cousin. It was out first trip to the toy section of the store in a long time.
Having teenage boys, we spend a lot of time in the electronics section of the
store.
As we
searched for an ideal gift, we also played. Who can go to the toy section
without playing with something? My younger teen came over to me and said, “Mom,
I want you to be safe.” He plopped a shark or dinosaur bike helmet on top of my
head. Both boys took out their phones and said, “I’m putting this on Snap Chat.”
Since my
boys were exploiting my silliness, I
told them to take a photo with my phone too. There must be something about
Sunday afternoon shopping that brings out the silly in my family members.
It wasn’t
long before we were back in the car and on our way home. My younger son asked
me, “What are you going to do when you get old and don’t have kids at home
anymore. And you don’t have anything to blog about?”
“I’ll still
read and write,” I told him.
“Hmmm, that
sounds boring,” he said.
“I can
always come and live with you.”
“Reading and
writing might not be so bad for you.”
There were
no more questions asked of me on the ride home. The next episode of Muffins
with Mom will post right after family comes to visit us for pre- Christmas
dinner. I’m sure there will be something interesting to share.
I’m feeling
like Dorothy for the Wizard of Oz…”there’s
no place like home” (for the Holidays).
Has your
Holiday season begun yet?
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