One of the most special things about the holidays is spending time with family and, somehow, this weekend we squeezed in events with my dad and step-mom, my husband’s parents and my mom.  You want quality time with the Fali family?  We are so on it.  Especially if there will be pie.

Today, my mom’s house was filled with her famous, Lebanese lamb and rice and quite a few relatives and friends.  After dinner, we moved to her patio to enjoy a respite from the rain that has been plaguing Ohio for days (and will continue for days more).  Arizona called, she wants me.

My son was enjoying the time out of the house, running around the back yard, picking flowers and thoroughly entertaining the crowd.  It’s possible there were show tunes involved.  At one point he ran to me and jumped up on my lap.

As the group watched, my son hugged me and started to run his hand up and down my arm.  I squeezed him tight and asked, “Are you having fun, buddy?”

Then, I got the equivalent of an Easter-slap-in-the-face when he replied, “Yeah!  And, your arm is really hairy.”

Follow

Email