“The family is the
first essential cell
of human society.”  
Pope John XXIII

There’s a clever little sign I’ve seen in a number of novelty stores through the years. It reads: 

Grandma & Grandpa’s House:
Where cousins become best friends.

I’ve always appreciated that quote. It certainly makes me think back to the 1960s when my siblings and I would gather with my cousins, most often at my grandparents’ home. Those were times I always looked forward to, always enjoyed, and still recall fondly. My experience of the past 24 hours has confirmed that this generational phenomenon is happening again — with my own grandkids.

Our home was full last night. Our oldest son, Tom, and his wife, Hillaray, dropped off their two children, Liam (10) and Emily (7). Steve and Morgan, who live just two doors down from us, came by with their three — Penelope (5), Scarlett (3), and Henry (1). We had pizza from Cicero’s Pizza in San José. The kids ate. They played. They had dessert. It was clear that they were all enjoying themselves immensely.

Later in the evening, Steve and Morgan took Henry home to get a good night’s sleep. The other four were planning to spend the night on the living room floor. They talked, watched movies, played more games, and had a great time. When it came time to go to sleep, Scarlett decided that she would rather sleep at home, so Steve came down to pick her up. The others camped out here at “Club Panda” for the evening.

This morning, Kathy prepared a breakfast fit for royalty — fresh fruit, French toast (with chocolate sauce for those who wanted it), a plate of crispy bacon, and hot chocolate. Everyone was happy… and grateful.

After an early-morning visit to the pool, Kathy took the girls on a shopping excursion. Our granddaughters never get tired of going shopping with “Mama.” She spoils them.

While the girls were shopping, Liam went down to Steve and Morgan’s place to hang out with Henry. The age gap between the two certainly doesn’t get in the way of their blossoming friendship. Henry idolizes Liam. It didn’t take long for Liam to realize that Henry enjoys books as much as he did at that age — and still does. They sat on the living room floor while Liam read some of Henry’s favorites to him. Precious moments!

I can only hope that the memories our grandchildren have of spending time with their cousins at our home us will evoke the same type of positive feelings I have when I think back to my own childhood.