A long time ago, as a young wife navigating through Holidays...or Sundays...or everydays, I promised myself that I would remember how hard it was to fit time in for just our own growing little family with in-laws, parents, and the associated siblings all living so close and all wanting us to be with each of them for Everything.
So I told my adult kiddos that as long as they would give us a random weekend all together here and there, I would let them off the hook for the major Holidays. {well, at least for most some of the time}
They obliged quite well and gave us this:
An Impromptu Random Weekend
in March.
A collective 1800 miles were traveled for all my loves to be together for a couple of meals and LOTS and LOTS of laughter.
It was more than Perfect.