My mom was supposed to come down with my sister Jean and her family, but then Jean isn't feeling well so that got cancelled. Late yesterday my mom tells me she's still coming and will stay here for a couple of days.
I love when my mom visits for obvious reasons. Plus, she's a low-maintenance guest, even to the point of saying, "I don't need a new glass every time I drink something. I'll just rinse out this one."
It's hard to believe my mom is 88. She is on a 6am bus from the Cape and arrives by ten, before I've even finished my first cup of coffee.
She's ready hours before Adam is picking us up.
From the neck up.
My son, on the other hand, makes it in from Philly 45-minutes before we are leaving. He walks in attired in jeans. When questioned, he answers, "This is what I'm wearing." As it turns out, he is not alone.
This is a celebratory Passover.
First, we are a close family.
We miss Jean and Jim and their family, and Jason and Amanda and their growing family, including two-week old Isabela Mila. But still, it's a good-sized group of 16.
We also have Rachel and Adam's upcoming wedding to celebrate. They got engaged recently at the top of Aspen Mountain. We are thrilled for them both, and so happy to be adding the wonderful, and beautiful Rachel to our family.
Michael coming in from Los Angeles and Alexander coming in from Philadelphia is always reason to celebrate.
And of course, the two beautiful matriarchs always add humor and life to any family gathering.
Valerie has a birthday this week.
And we love when Nina and Jay join us.
It's a great night of shared stories, many laughs, and so much to celebrate. Including the family's second-newest addition, six-month old Pebbles the cavapoo.
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