There’s just nothing like coming home, is there?
I mean, you know, after that whole dirty car, piles of stuff to unpack, the resulting laundry marathon, the restocking of the pantry, bills to pay, emails and calls to return, business of reestablishing a home.
Once you get past all that, it’s nice to be home, together, under not just one roof, but OUR one roof.
We celebrated our homecoming with our first fire of the season.
Oh who am I kidding? It was our first fire in about 8 years.
I was always a big chicken about having a fire near a curious little toddler, so we haven’t had one in a very very long time.
There’s something to be said for kids getting bigger.
I feel like we’re hitting our big kid stride a little now…
… big kids playing cards by the fire (one of our very favorite games, Wig Out
big kids all working together on a puzzle (and no one eating the pieces),
…big kids that I can send out in the cold to get more logs! WAHOO!
One of the most fun things about having big kids though are the shows that they put on for us now.
Every evening, the master of ceremonies puts on his mask and cape and announces the commencement of the “Funky Circus.”
Daddy and I pour a glass of red, settle in by the fire, and are treated to sword dueling, guitar playing, dance routines, puppet shows, joke telling, magic tricks and more.
Really, you just never can tell what the Funky Circus will think of next.
Thus far, my favorite has been the appearance of the “Death Defying Purple Migmajig.”
While his brothers were playing a fiddle/guitar duet (an entirely made up and slightly ear splitting tune) my littlest snuck off to the back room for a costume change.
When the serenade was done, the boys went back stage (to our school room) to plan for the next act and we heard, “Oh RYDER! What have you done?”
This is the part where mama and papa stop smiling and listen very closely.
“Just go and announce me! I’m called, The Death Defying Purple Migmajig!”
“No way. I’m not announcing you. Uh uh! You do it. Just wait ’til they see what you’ve done!”
“Fine…. NOW PRESENTING…. THE PURPLE MIGMAJIG!!!!”
Then, that little turkey came tearing in the room looking like this:
We probably shouldn’t have laughed.
We probably shouldn’t condone this sort of thing.
But dang if that kid isn’t good clean(ish) family fun.
Enjoy your weekend everyone.
Stay warm, and we’ll see you on Monday!