Labor Day

We cleaned the house for family to come over today. Lewis and Cindy came from Gainesville with Nick,Noah and Lyndsey. Paula bought mamma. Allison came with Pearce and Carson. Johnathan from next door came. While I cooked the burgers and dogs on the grill, after riding up to the S@S to exchange the blue rhino tank that did not work(convinced the clerk) with Nick, I went ahead and fixed my plate, skipping breakfast, then we all held hands and I prayed. Prayed for those not present, especially Landon and family.
The younger kids did the usual get on our nerve things...chasing the two hens all over the yard, holding them, harassing the cats, the dogs, throwing glass, cutting fingers and feet, texting girlfriends excessively, parents too lax, grandparents too tired, getting away with murder, all in the family.
Lewis and I watched AGS marathon, falling asleep. I awoke groggy and saw Noah from the back standing in the room. He looked just like Landon. In my half-awake state I almost believed he had returned home.
The chickens were elated when Lewis said time to go. We all commented how like serial killers the kids were, excepting Nick, who is given the hardest time and seems to us the most non-serial. But that is the way with family. We see others flaws before our own. Especially family flaws.
Anyhow, plenty of leftovers.
And who was that that said I was getting fat just like my daddy!
I'll kill 'em.