Fire Pit

 Another weekend has come to a close. My goodness, weekends certainly take on a different feel when one has to return to an in-person job on Monday. After two decades of the freedom to work from the couch of my choice, being tethered to a locale is an odd adjustment.  

Saturday morning I woke early and went to visit my Mom and sister for the day. We went out for lunch, worked around the house and watched the Penn State game. To be specific, my sister watched the game while I was wildly entertained by watching her play by play reactions. She has definitely inherited my Dad's enthusiasm for Penn State football. 

I had to leave earlier than I would have preferred because I wanted to see Robby before he went back to school. I also needed time to do laundry and to get myself ready for the week ahead. I knew that the boys would be happy when I came home, but not because they were excited to see me. As soon as they saw the box in the car, I was going to become irrelevant. 

My Mom surprised us with an amazing new portable fire pit. All summer the boys have been inquiring about a fire pit. With the temperatures cooling, I started to miss it too. I didn't realize how much time the boys and I spent sitting a fire pit in the evenings. They were as excited as I anticipated when they saw the box. Within minutes the fire was crackling and their smiles were shining.

 Thanks Mom!