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Family Dinner (and why there is a kitten on my head)

With our kids now grown (one at home), it became obvious to me this past year that unless we made a specific effort to be together, it wasn't gonna happen. Thus was born Family Dinner.

It's simple: we host dinner the last Sunday of every month. Bring a date, bring a friend but be there. Dear Hubby likes to cook, so it's win-win. And the kids responded. It's became rather sacred to all of us: "Oh, sorry. I can't. That's Family Dinner."

We hosted a Special Edition Family Dinner yesterday, as Curly-Haired Daughter is home for a family wedding next weekend. As Hubby laid-out a roasted pork loin dinner, I was happy to have the table set and extended, a couple of extra chairs rounded up, and kids surrounding us.

Our "entertainment" was the newest edition to the family, a tiger-striped kitten named Galway Girl. She has yet to learn that the table is not a playground. Her preferred sleeping spot is either my shoulder or the top of my head. Who knows why? She is like all kittens in that she is curious and fearless and funny, and she is unique because she is ours. Also, our older cat, Mojo, seems to have forgiven us for bringing the pip squeak home.

Even better yesterday was that Curly-Haired Daughter stayed late and talked. When she and her hubby decided to move out of state in January, it rocked our worlds. (I HATE having her so far away - despite the fact that I know how silly that is. I mean, come on: the age of the internet and cheap travel means she is still "right here." It's not like we live in the mid-1800s and she and her hubby decided to strike out for the West.)

It became apparent to me last night that she has matured SO MUCH in these past few months. There are a lot of reasons for it, but she is clearly thinking like an adult. I'm so proud of her and her hubby in that they truly believe in marriage and they make theirs a priority. Oh, she is still my baby girl but the world is gaining an amazing young woman. I'll still cry when I have to hug her good-bye in a week, but I could not be happier with the fact that she is a beautiful, fierce, funny woman. And when she is visiting next, I'll curl up in my chair, cat on head, to listen and talk.

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