Things to be thankful for.

Liam chased the small golf ball in circles, running off the energy of fabulous food and the excitement of far-flung family and friends nearby, whooping cheers of “home run!” and “touchdown!” as he went. Brandishing a pint-sized golf club, he took aim. Great-gramma chimed in with “Fore!” Without missing a beat Liam chirped “Five!”

As the adults convulsed in laughter, Liam hopped and giggled to another “score!”

Not two weeks ago this dear child couldn’t reliably get past counting to two.

For all the bright memories of holidays past, I thank my own (now fully grown) rug-rats, Susan and Philip who celebrated the holiday in far-away places. Perhaps next year…