We cooked and frosted cookies, caught up on the goings-on in our local school districts (for me at the University) and reveled in dissertation completion, dissertation motivation, family excitement (the McIntyre's are expecting number 2 in May!),and general life events (new houses, new babies, new cars etc.). Collin loved frosting the cookies and persistently showed me anytime a tiny bit of frosting got on his fingers (he tends to not like sticky messes very much), but once he figured out he could lick it off he was less concerned with the messiness and more interested in the potential access to sugary cookies and frosting.
Liam, the resident two year old, was generous enough to share his toys and Christmas decorations, which Collin loved. Once he discovered the dancing holiday globes he spent his energy pressing the buttons. About an hour after we arrived, Collin turned on the charm, and decided Isadora was his lady of choice spending the rest of the morning asking her to take him to Angie and Pat's cat, Seamus, who seemed to tolerate Collin's requests to pet him. We came home with a selection of cut outs, gingerbread men, walnut-sour cream cookies, cherry mice and classic peanut butter kiss cookies, all which promptly disappeared within, oh, say 48 hours.
It was great to see the girls from my cohort and see how their lives have changed and families have grown. It once again confirms we're all grown up now! It feels like it was just yesterday we were launching ourselves into the pit of wolves otherwise known as graduate school. Our heads buried in books, school psychology articles and assignments surrounding and filling every moment of our lives. Its nice to have such a pleasant change as we've reached the end of the tunnel, because all of that grad school put all of the little things in perspective, making moments and events like these what its all about.
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