Leave a Comment | Posted by Lissa on February 28, 2011
My family can EAT! And talk. And laugh. And take pictures. That’s pretty much all we did this weekend. My parents were visiting from Michigan so we all convened at my big bro’s house in upstate New York – I am so lucky to have a fun family – these people ROCK! We’re blessed even moreso now that we have Ben The Wonderbaby, Ben Kenobi, Ben Jammin’, Bentacular , Benny & The Jets…..he has many nicknames! I did, however, manage to get one nickname vetoed. My bro (Jason, his dad) heard me singing to him calling him “Captain Cutie-Pants”. I then took the liberty of showcasing the “Captain Cutie-Pants Dance”, which Ben & I painstakingly perfected last weekend during my babysitting stint. It makes him laugh! It’s adorable! Jason was not amused……”Liss” my brother says flatly “My son is NOT Captain Cutie Pants. I may hafta veto this one.” Ah, crap……I said okay. I warned him that Ben will NEVER make it on Broadway or anywhere else in showbiz if he does not have a snappy stage moniker. Jason seemed fine with this. Elated even. Charlatan.
Andy & Devon had stopped at an Italian bakery before they arrived and picked up a huuuuuge box of homemade pastries, which would lead to my first time EVER trying Napoleon – ummmm, YUM! I must admit I like those desserts more than I like most people. We also surprised my Mommy with a birthday cake followed by a serenade (her bday was last Thursday). She cried. Mission accomplished.
My folks only make it out to visit about twice a year so it’s very important to me to milk every second of together time. Mom & I stayed up til the wee hours of the morn talking about girlie stuff – boys, work, fashion, friends, boys, my apartment search, zumba, boys, etc….There were several other miscellaneous topics thrown in there as well – I think we even discussed photosynthesis at one point.
Then, before you know it, the weekend was done. Carload by carload, we all dispersed. In addition to tears and several Tupperware containers full of leftovers I drove away with feelings of happiness and nagging irony: it’s weird how when you become an adult, you feel like you never get to hang out with your parents and siblings enough. But when I think back to high school I basically had the personality of mopwater and there would’ve been no WAY I’d actually CHOOSE to hang out with these people (especially if we were just sitting around, watching TV, eating, drinking, and talking). But nowadays there’s nothing I’d rather do. Glad I got to see them. Glad it was such an awesome weekend. I’m totally sleep deprived and waaaaay behind on laundry but it was worth it. My soul is re energized and my phone is overflowing with pics. Life is good.
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K-Mak







