When my children were small, Saturday mornings were a celebration--Bugs Bunny ruled the television set, and a myriad of toys covered the floors, draped across the coffee table and over the couch. I would sit in the midst of it all and sip my coffee, my face wreathed with smiles at the children's funny antics.They are nearly grown now--In another year or so, we will experience what is fondly called an "Empty nest." Those years went by so quickly.
I am not sure I enjoyed my children as much as I could have. In the meantime, I smile remembering.
