Just Write {73}

February 18, 2013


He’s humming a Christmas song and sometimes breaking out, off tune, with the words to the song instead of that low hum. I have no idea how a Christmas song came to mind, other than the fact that it’s winter in Minnesota.

He’s banging around the kitchen; I hear the pots and pans and cabinet doors slamming. He called out and asked if I wanted eggs. Yes, of course. Our chickens make the best eggs.

We got home late yesterday afternoon from Austin, Texas.


We saw friends and drove around to many neighborhoods. We spent time downtown and on S Congress where we had great Mexican food and strolled through boutiques and shops. We got the kids some Zots at the big candy store. Do you remember Zots? Hard candy that starts fizzing from its insides when you bite it.


The boys hopped around squealing and saying how sour it was when we gave it to them last night. They think it’s the best mommy-and-daddy-have-been away-from-home gift ever.

Elsie missed us so much, she clung to me like a little monkey and kept trying to pull herself up and in, higher and closer, her knees bent and her little heels digging hard into my sides. Like I was the safest place and she was the mountain climber finding shelter from wind. To try to put her down was just plain silly. I didn’t want to anyway.

The eggs are gone, eaten quickly by both of us, signaling the day to really begin. We’re going to try to put our house on the market March 1st and then move, but we don’t know where. Today we’re here, back home where we belong, with these squealing and clinging people we missed so much in just a couple of short days away. They are home. So are we.


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