“Did you ever get the feeling that the world was a tuxedo and you were a pair of brown shoes?” George Gobel
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
A Labor Day of Love
Connor and Joshua
We spent a wonderful Labor Day weekend visiting with friends and family in the Dallas area. Friday we had steak dinners at the Texas Roadhouse. It is Texas after all. Son Michael joined us, typically late after a long hospital shift. After dinner we all caravanned to a neighborhood park. It was such a joy just to see all the family together having fun. Even Mom and Dad laughed and played together on the newly renovated playground taking a much needed break from the stress of their hectic lives.
Saturday morning we met old friends for breakfast. The time together, again was filled with laughter and reminiscing about such things as “Was there or was there not a bonfire high school graduation night?” The downside was the visit was much too brief. They and their extended families are just wonderful folks.
The latter portion of the day was spent close to home with grandkids, Haley, Megan, Connor, Joshua, Lily and daughter in law Becky either playing or swimming in the back yard. Mom and Dad even managed to pull off a late night movie date leaving the grandkids in charge of putting Nana and Papa Dan to bed. It was rumored that some little people slipped back into the media room after curfew, but we are sure it was just that; rumor. Surely this would not have occurred on our watch.
Sunday, also our wedding anniversary was a real marathon day for us. Although it started with sleeping in until the crack of dawn and the guys making breakfast pancakes for us, the race was soon on. We were off to Connor’s baseball practice. He was doing a great job on first base keeping a keen eye on the ball; until a pink helmeted runner landed there. It was love on first base, or at least great admiration for girl power. He being Southern gentleman had previously taken off his cap and given it to her in the outfield. He very quickly pointed out, IT was not pink!
Joshua and Connor "helping" Dad
Connor and "Pink Power"
The afternoon was filled with Happy Meals, go carts, putt-putt golf, bounce houses and various other arcade games and rides. As the sun began to set, we headed for home. Megan remembered we hadn’t yet made it to laser tag and bowling. That would have pushed us way passed our limit. We will try to make that gig next outing.
As we collapsed exhausted from our day, we spoke of our mutual admiration for daughter in law. Becky does such a great job of taking care of her family. She makes it look so easy we sometimes forget it is anything but. While working professionally from home, shuttling five children to three different schools and countless activities, she manages to keep her house in order, and the children immaculately groomed, well fed and organized. This weekend, in between all the commotion, she hand painted logos and names on a dozen t-shirts. After just one day, we were toast!
We too often take things for granted. We forget to be thankful for so many people and things God has graced our lives with. Our grandchildren are safe, healthy, happy and loved. I have a precious husband who always thanks and compliments me after every meal regardless if it is horrible or not so much. There is always a kiss and a love you both morning and night. True friends and family while as imperfect as we, are in large supply through good times and bad. All this and much more because of His love
For God is not unrighteous to forget your work and labour of love, which ye have shewed toward his name, in that ye have ministered to the saints, and do minister. Hebrews 6:10