Category Archives: Parenting

All You Need Is…

Love

 

Last night we were on our way to eat at my dear friend Emily’s house. I had just rushed home to pick up my family because I was coming from another get-together. No one was ready to go, and I knew there was traffic; so I was trying to get them going so we wouldn’t be late. Tia bypassed our S.U.V and ran over to the front lawn that is blanketed in leaves. I urged her to get in the car when I realized how lovely the image of her throwing leaves in the air was. I told her to get back out of the car so I could take a picture.

The get-together I had earlier was my aunt’s idea to get old family friends together “just because”- instead of waiting for a pivotal event. This “leaf” moment  personified this concept. Stop and savor the people you love right now. Don’t wait! My other aunt always says, “if you fall off the truck someone else will be on your route in the morning.” Most of our must do’s are not deal breakers; and even if they are, they truly aren’t because L-O-V-E- is all we need and want. This season is about the ultimate gift of love isn’t it? Now that’s what the holidays mean to me.

Tree, Myself and I

Thanksgiving Tree

 For the first time ever we put up our Christmas tree on Thanksgiving!  This season seems to be breezing past  us;so I wanted to get a head start so we could savor the season longer. Tia has been haranguing us for weeks to put it up, I figured Thursday would be ideal since Patrick is busy with Bohol in the Wall on Friday and Saturday. This week was full of cooking and preparing for Thanksgiving dinner. We had a whole slew of dishes. The staples are a beautiful turkey, mac and cheese, and sweet potato casserole! A new addition I brought was a Sage and Honey Dijon potatoes au gratin- delish! We karaoked for four hours after the big meal until we were hoarse; I had a lovely evening.The chocolate countdown until Christmas will begin soon. I received most of my wish list for my birthday this month, so my list is short. New kitchen and bathroom flooring, let’s hope hubby doesn’t leave me hanging.