Friday, July 21, 2006

The Tradition Continues…

Tevye once said in Fiddler On The Roof, "And how do we keep our balance? That I can tell you in one word: tradition!" I know little (Ok, none) about fiddling on the roof, especially eight months pregnant, but I'll agree that tradition can be a good thing.

Our children started conniving about planning this evening several weeks ago. Much whispering and suspicious activity (studying cookbooks, cleaning the grill during free time, glue and colored paper bits found lying around) have marked their preparations. It has been a group effort, all focused around celebrating the marriage of good old Mom and Dad. This is a good thing.

They learned much about all the pieces that have to come together at exactly the same time in order to serve a meal. They practiced hospitality, they honored their father and mother, and they drank in the beauty of marriage.  

In serving us steak and themselves hotdogs, they learned that there are times to bless others with out reciprocation. When they entertained themselves so that Mom and Dad could talk quietly, they learned that life does not center around the children. When they burped M-O-M,  D-A-D and L-O-V-E, they learned to take advantage of our not being in the same room. (Ok, so I didn't say they just learned it.) This too is disgusting good.  


Here's to the first sixteen years. Sixteen years from now, we'll have some teenagers and some grandbabies. Life is good.


Our family began sixteen years ago today. To God be the glory!

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