|Posted by MaryAnn the FarmWife on February 22, 2013 at 9:45 AM|
Snippets are all I get anymore. My children are the age that work, school and social lives take them all over in every direction, so this was really great. No one is ever around at the same time. It was an unexpected few moments when we were all here. Before they move out and begin their own lives. We were jaughing and enjoying conversation. I will miss these moments.
Just standing in the kitchen and talking about stuff while Dylan drank his milk. Laughing and talking. Elvira was happily bouncing around with her bone. We were talking about her. Everyone was together. Danica and I were trying to keep John up on the topic because it was pop culture. Valve was the topic. Dylan loves that company. The Wil Wheaton podcast with Gary from Valve, was great. Dylan even decided to listen a second time and came down for a big glass of milk. Dylan thought Elvira had an accident but it wasn’t her. We are all laughing at the poor girl. She gets blamed for everything. Thank goodness Dylan drinks so much milk (it’s why John agreed to get Maybelline. Poor John didn’t think it through all the way though. By the time we start milking Maybelline Dylan will be away at school. Alas, we will miss him and have way too much milk in the house.)
Back up a few minutes earlier, I walked down the hallway to find, Dylan, Danica and John, all together in the kitchen chattering. I go get a pile of towels because there is a huge puddle. In front of the refrigerator…did the ice maker blow? Nope, it’s dripping from the ceiling.
All working together nicely, I get the flashlight, Danica was moving stuff around, Dylan got the screwdriver and the tall ladder from the basement… John unscrewing the vent cover, teamwork…
Then while they are standing there staring at the water dripping from the ceiling, I run up the stairs to the kids bathroom. The gang comes up behind me…found it. Turned it off and cleaned it up. We are happily working together as a family.
This didn’t start out as a family moment. It started with hearing 'Pop? There’s a really big leak.' The bed is warm. Elvira, my shadow, doesn’t get up either. After I hear running up and down stairs I get up. It’s 2 in the morning and the only thing I can think of is that thank goodness Dylan drinks so much milk.