That moment when the kids walked in the front door last night...
It was the best.
After anticipating their arrival for weeks, killing time baking apple cake and making preparations for our Thanksgiving feast, that first moment when Wren and Spencer came in the front door and Chris and I greeted them, when everyone was hugging and laughing and Fiona was underfoot, that was happiness condensed.
Later, when we were eating a supper of Chris' Fettucini Carbonara with Fried Egg and laughing and talking and catching up, I looked around the table and treasured the sound of the four of us all together and happy.
It doesn't get any better than this.
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