Daughter-in-law and the grandkids are heading to California to spend a month with her family who are scattered about the Modesto-Sacramento-Lake Tahoe corridor, leaving my son alone to "batch it." They discovered that they could save over $700 in airfare if they all flew out of Houston. So a last-minute plan was hatched...drive to Houston, stay the weekend, then put everyone except my son on a plane.
I had two days to prepare for their arrival, so I scrambled to get ready. It took multiple trips to the grocery store to remember to get everything and, in that process, I ended up buying way too much food. Impulse purchases! But better to have more than not enough. I cleaned the house and the patio a bit, laid out fresh towels for them.
On Saturday we had a belated birthday party for my son. I had bought a cake and the makings for beef kabobs on the grill. My son brought some fresh tomatoes and basil, and a log of mozzarella to make insalata caprese. It gave me occasion to break out that bottle of Italian liquid gold: high-end balsamic vinegar.
I put my son in charge of the kabobs. They were great!
And then I stuck some large candles in the cake, lit them, and we all sang happy birthday!! It was a simple thing, but so precious! It's rare that I have the chance to do this for my son now that he's grown and moving around as a career Navy officer.
It was a simple, relaxing, yet way too short visit before they were packing up and heading to the airport, my son dropping off his family and then heading home alone to Louisiana.