I find it a rare and wonderful thing to be called Mama Quigg by my daughter’s friends. It makes my heart beat just a bit.
Just a bit.
And yesterday my heart beat and my lips smiled and I laughed and was happy….because The Posse spent the night.
The Posse is Cartoon Girls friends from high school. They have known each other for a long time and have walked through many things together. And when Christmas rolls around and they are all back in the area then they come over and have a party and I get to feed them pizza and just sit back and watch them laugh.
I know it is going to be a good night when all their various footwear is gathered in the back hallway. Ignore the black clogs, those are mine.
How did they all get to be adults? I don’t understand where the time has gone.
Why? Why did they have to grow up?
The fruit of my loins. The child of my youth. The oldest of progeny. Cartoon Girl.
Ahren loves Max. Max love Ahren. He was very happy last night.
Oh yes, all sitting around our table. All except Clarice who couldn’t be there. Life is good.
And there was homemade pizza. We ate 4 extra large pizzas. Four. There were two pieces left.
And then there was laughter. A lot of laughter. And quoting of movie lines. And reminiscing. And catching up. And I just sat back and soaked it all in.
I think by this time at least one person had inadvertently snorted water out of their nose. It happens every time.
Fireman Daughter Whitney just taking it all in.
Naturalist/Artist Daughter Michelle explaining what they do with beaver skeletons at work. Boy that made dinner REALLY special.
Teacher Daughter Emily, the quiet one of the group. Yeah sure.
The kitchen aftermath pain is worth it just to have them here.
And in the morning I always make them pancakes. And I try to remember to put the baking powder in the batter.
Thanks Cartoon Girl for bringing all my other daughters home to me. Life wouldn’t be good without all of you.
Looks like a great time with all those youngins' there! Oh to be a fly on the wall... or a flea on Max's back!ReplyDelete
Oh Mander we would have loved to add you to the mix.ReplyDelete
Sweet post. I feel the same when my son is home from college and he has all his friends over again. How DO they grow up so fast??ReplyDelete