After a full morning of church services, including a detour necessitated by the Remembrance Day service that closed Main Street right before worship, it was family time. Shelley's grandmother had yet to see us in our new place, so her parents were bringing her over for a visit (meaning my Sunday afternoon zone-out of TV/napping was out; although, some NFL football was watched – Lawrence Welk, not so much).
While the slow-cooked rump roast tenderly awaited its fate, we tidied and made things as presentable as a household with two active children can be. It was nice to have everyone over and welcome four generations of the bloodline in the house; chances are unlikely my side of the family will be able to accomplish a similar feat.
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