We got home from Florida on a Tuesday, my family came in to Charlottesville on Thursday. This was one of the few times we actually made it to the airport on time, maybe even a little early. And their flight was 25 minutes late.
So I sat in the airport with great expectation and watched all the other flights come in and saw the joyful reunions and hugs and flowers and kisses and just wanted to get teary at all the happiness. And then Davey walked through the door. And he’s never seen me sporting a true belly. And I felt like I was waddling up to him. And that he was like, holy cow. My sister?
So then I got teary.
We had a fabulous time. My house did impressively well for handling six people, the amount of stuff that comes from four travelers, a dog, and a pregnant lady.
First dinner together on the patio. Jennifer further endeared herself to me when she told me that my patio was magical. Knew I liked her.
Much of the trip revolved around food. Brunch at the Inn at Willow Grove is pretty much the best thing around. Particularly this here dish. Half the table doesn’t even like french toast yet three were ordered. Face down.
The amount of rearranging we did at this table…Us ladies started out on the cushy couch. And the air blew straight down on us. So we did a little Chinese fire drill and swapped places. And this picture…Dad started it all by drawing a heart with the remnants of the brick, mom wanted to take his picture, then I decided that all the men needed to have hearts on their plates. And then came a series of pictures where Wesley grew about a foot between Dad and Davey. We about died. And then that soulful lady.And then we decided we needed a group picture. So we asked our waitress if she would take one and she said sure, whenever you’re ready. So we all got back on the three person couch. And faced the whole dining room. For about seven minutes waiting for the waitress to notice us. And eventually just pulled out the stops for a pretty impeccable six person selfie. Nice job Dave.
During this waiting period, phones were pulled out and we all thoroughly admired the food we had just demolished. Jennifer was like, ‘you guys spend forever discussing the menu and get thoroughly excited about it, then the food comes and you drool over it and take pictures and talk about how amazing it is, then the foods gone and everyone reminisces by looking back at pictures and further discussing it.’ It was hilariously true.