Laughter is Food for the Soul
May 9, 2013 2:28 pm
Updated: May 16, 2013 4:05 am
While Steve was home recently for my father-in-law's (his grandpa's) funeral, we managed to fit a day of fun and laughter in our schedule. I wanted to have a simple cook-out where my parents could come over and spend some time with Steve. We hadn't seen
Steve in over a year, not since he moved 1,500 miles away to South Dakota.
Sunday was Cinco de Mayo, but our restaurant had celebrated on Saturday as we don't have Sunday liquor sales, so I figured Federico and family would be able to come over to spend some time catching up with Steve as well. I knew that Steve would not want to
just sit around so we dug out the cornhole game. We had just finished eating and had barely had time to begin resting our stomachs when Federico got a phone call; the restaurant was packed and they needed help! He and Marisela left to go help out, leaving
their kids behind to play with Steve.
It was a beautiful, sunny day so Paulie the Iguana got to come to the picnic as well. He was so happy and content to just hang out on Steve's arm and soak up some rays. Apparently I've done a good job being the Iguana Mama, as Steve was pleased how docile
Paulie was. I assured him I spend a lot of time with him and even turn the TV on just for Paulie so he has noise in his room. When Steve comes back in July to visit he's taking Paulie back to South Dakota.
Steve and the kids went in the house to put Paulie away and came out with Steve's old BMX bicycle and his helmets. Yahir is always wanting to ride that bike, but it is really too big for him. That doesn't stop Steve from letting him give it a try. Before
you know it, Yahir is riding the bike on his own; though he didn't manage a wheelie. Yet.
As time went on, us "older folks" continued to sit and relax. And watch the young ones play. If only there was a way to bottle up some of that energy! Some mornings I could use a shot of some of their excess!
Then, Yahir and his little sister put on the helmets and started running around, having a grand old time. We laughed until our bellies hurt! They looked like little martians climbing the hill into our woods, disappearing into the trees, only to reappear running
down the other end into the yard.
The next day, while Steve and I were out and about we had to make a stop at the restaurant. The kids had just gotten home from school and were there. They came running to Steve and then to me, saying "Nancy, please go away and leave Steve here!" I think
they had fun with him.
Tuesday morning as we pulled away from the airport, things seemed so quiet in the car. Steve was on his way back to South Dakota and our lives were once again quiet. But only for a couple months. Steve will be back before we know it!
Steve with Paulie the Iguana
It's always fun when Steve comes home!
My Little Martians