After dropping off my bags at the table, it just seemed the most natural thing to do to walk over and plonk myself on the couch and have my overdue dinner on the small table that was being used as makeshift dining table for the moment.
Amidst the chattering from the kids, it was really nice and homely to just sit there and let them come up to you and tell you things about their day. To watch the kids interact and find out more about the new one’s character. To have the grandmother wonder why the little one has squeezed herself between two adults and to find out that the motivation behind that is MacDonald’s French fries.
Simply perfect.