"Can the children come over for popcorn?" the voice on the other line asks. "We are not home yet, but we will be right over when we get home" I reply.
We miss the other cousins, but one cousin is still there and spending time with grandma and grandpa is always wonderful. In the middle of their busy day and projects they stopped everything to pop some corn with the little children. I know they don't like it when I talk about them here, but it's these small wonderful memories that fill and bless our lives.
The joy of watching the kernels pop is something I remember from my childhood, both with my parents and my grandparents. I am so thankful that something so simple will be a treasured memory for my children as well.