Music from basement warms my heart.
Both Dani and Jake are home for the weekend, so this is one happy momma.
Whenever Jake comes home, his band gets together for a jam session. In fact, that's usually the main reason he comes home. But I don't care of the reason because the bottom line is that he's home for some period.
As I sat and listened to the music coming up from the basement, I was reminded how much I miss hearing it. It used to be every Saturday that the boys would come over. I wasn't always happy about it because, well, let's face it... it's loud. Just as it is with other things in life, some times you don't realize how much you like something until it's gone. That's the way I'm feeling now.
And not only am I enjoying the music, but the boys themselves. I love when they come up for lunch (Don barbecued hot dogs), sit around my table, and talk about their lives with each other. Some times I join in the conversation, some times I just listen to theirs. I've watched these boys for the last 4+ years and it's been a joy to watch them grow up into the young men they have become.
I sit here content and happy.
Six Word Saturday is hosted by at Cate at Show My Face.
11 comments:
When the kids are home,
making music in basement—
ah, these are good times!
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That was heartwarming. It sounds like you're feeling really full of contentedness right now - best feeling in the world!
It is always good to have kids around after they have been gone for a while. Enjoy and savor each moment! Have an awesome SWS!
hooray for good days.
We're both at such different stages in our children's life that it brings me happiness to know I will still have such contentment down the road. Right now, I'm grateful they're still little and we do everything together because I know that won't always be the case!
It goes too fast, doesn't it? Savor the music:)
Isn't it interesting how perspective changes... Glad they're home making all sorts of noise for you.
Thanks for playing 6WS!
Sounds like a wonderful time.
While I'm at home with 3 under the age of 7, I can feel overwhelmed and be unable to look towards the future; but then I read a post like this and it makes me eager for similar moments!
So fun! I tried to talk my oldest into learning to play an instrument. He's taking piano lessons... kind of, but doesn't want to learn anything else for now. We'll see...
I hope you have had a wonderful weekend with your kids!!
As I sit here reading your post, I am happy for you- but yet reminded that Angel player Nick Adenhart will never go home to his Mom's again. She'll never have to clean up after him, or cook him a big breakfast. And it makes me . . . sad. Last night after the game, the Angels all went out to his picture which is posted on the centerfield wall and patted it and hooped it up! Then they proceeded into the locker room and took his jersey - which they have had hanging in the dugout for every game - and poured champagne all over it, all the while jumping up and down, and laughing through the tears.
He was with them in spirit, that's for sure.
Makes you really want to hug your kids close - even if they are grown men. And it really makes you think twice about banging on the wall because they are taking too long of a shower, or banging on their door cause the music is too loud. Let alone the glare across the dinner table when they let out a belch. :). I guess it's the little things we let go when they come home for a weekend, cause we are so flippin happy to see them!
Enjoy Diana. Every minute.
Great post.
excuse me, these were not supposed to be your 6 words. that's RUDE!
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