We often think that our bungalow is bursting at the seams when the family comes home and on occasion I wonder how my parents felt when we all came home with our little ones.
On this particular visit it looks like we were having a special meal together since I see her Royal Albert china on the table. It looks like the whole family was not home for this occasion but I remember when we were all home that another table was stuck on the end and we made it work.
I don't remember it ever being a problem.
I don't even remember my parents complaining about bursting at the seams.
I do remember lots of laughter and kids running under foot while the adults sat around chatting...setting tables....clearing tables...washing dishes (by hand) and all the conversations that those simple chores allowed.
The door was always open....and food was always found.
It's good to remember what I remember about what was important...
then and now.
all for now...