Friday, December 25, 2009


It's 8:40 a.m.

I remember the days when the morning frenzy would be over by now, but in 2009, two of the five of us are still asleep.

The kids are 23, 20, and 17. I remember when they were little I'd project their ages into the future, and I could not begin to fathom them being the ages they are now. Just like I can't imagine them being 50, 47 and 44. I hope I live to see that day. And I hope for some grandchildren to enjoy Christmas with then. Never thought I'd long for grandchildren, but I can see how it happens now.

My family, or those who would/could come, were at my house last night. Instead of the traditional dinner, we went for a local delicacy that all Muncie ex-pats long for but can't get anywhere else: Pizza King pizza. I know it sounds weird, but trust me, it's way better than ham and sweet potatoes.

The only glitch was that I prepared a few side dishes just in case someone (from Mars) might not want the pizza, and one of those was meatballs in the crock pot. Yesterday morning I rolled them all by hand, baked them and refrigerated them until time to put them in the sauce and heat through.

But I was exhausted around 1:00pm and felt like I couldn't go on without a nap, even though I was a little keyed up about people coming over. I was like Jekyll and Hyde. Before I napped, I asked Katie, 23, to please put the meatballs in the sauce in one hour. She said, "Check."

When I woke up, I checked on the meatballs, and they tasted so good! I was pretty impressed with myself. Then I noticed how "pretty" they were (for being meatballs and all), so perfectly rounded. "Wow," I thought, "maybe this is one hot dish I can actually do like other people."

Then I opened the fridge, and before my eyes sat ... the meatballs.

Twilight zone. And not the vampire kind but the Rod Serling kind, where your head is swirling. Although I think some girls' and their moms' heads swirl over Edward the Vamp.


Meatballs? I looked in the pot again.

"Katie, didn't you use all of my meatballs?"

"Yes, I used them all."

"Why do I have so many left?"



She had used a bag of frozen meatballs, not knowing I had made ones that morning.

So that explained why they were so GOOD!

Just another Christmas cooking story for ya.

I will say that last night, there was one little glorious moment that took me back in time. Kristin opened a movie that she didn't know she was going to get, and the instant happiness in her eyes and then her eyes looking up at me with a sparkle and slight smile completely melted my heart. My little girl is still there.

They are all three still there. Years pass, people grow, holiday traditions change--all this is as it should be, I know, but it's an indescribable joy to be allowed one little moment the way it used to be.

I'm sure Mary kept those kinds of memories in her heart, too, as her son's life unfolded in ways she didn't expect when he became an adult. I hope she was able to remember his eyes sparkling and his childhood days in her heart, just as she did the miraculous event of his birth.

Cherish every moment with your little ones, today, Moms. Take tons of pictures, and then when you think you've taken enough, take more. Be blessed!


Tabi said...

I'm glad to know that the sparkle will still be there when their older! The sparkles are awesomely big in this house today! Merry Christmas, I hope you have a great one! I am slightly jealous that yours are still sleeping, we've been up since 5:30!

sara said...

I LOOOVE pizza king!! And I miss it!!

Merry Christmas, Linda!

Mocha with Linda said...

Ah Lid, this made me smile and get a tear!

Love the meatball story!

Merry Christmas!

Brenda Susan said...

Linda, Merry Christmas Morning to you! I love this post ! Thanks for the reference to Mary & how she went thru the family changes also. Mary with an empty nest? Interesting thought!
You can see on my blog that I am trying to adjust but it is surprisingly harder than expected & I too, totally get the desire for grandkids now!
Have a wonderful new year Linda, glad to "know" you!

Roxanne said...

Wonderful post. . .off to take more pictures. :) (And where I'm from, it's Johnny's Pizza.) :)

Kelly Combs said...

Merry Christmas Linda! We were up at 6:30, unwrapping and 7 and done by 8, but with a 5 yr old and a 10 yr old, you expect. It was a wonderful day. Glad yours was too.

Love the meatball story. :-)

The Bug said...

We had pizza (Domino's) & homemade waffles for supper last night - yum!

2cats said...

When my son was little and the niece and nephew were here for Christmas, I was the one who woke them up. I was too excited to wait any longer.

Chel's Leaving a Legacy said...

Last year, we told the kids that when they wake up on Christmas morning, they can go through their stockings and play with that until mom and dad wake up. My oldest (then 11) woke up at 2:30 am and proceeded to go through his stocking...I walked in on him because I hadn't gone to bed yet!

We did things differently this year.

This was a very touching post, Lid. I really do need the constant reminder that they won't be here for much longer. Sometimes the days just drag on and on...but really they are flying.

Love you lady.

Carmen said...

Isn't it nice we get to sleep in for Christmas until the grandkids come? Loved the meatball story too!! You always make me smile! Thanks for that!

Lori at The Davidson Den said...

Great story and even greater advice.