Excellent waking up in my home-bed. . . .with brilliant sunshine. . . .temps mid-40s, breezy. . .
The siblings and their progeny will arrive this afternoon. Holidays-at-Home are de riguer. . . .so my brother, older by twelve years, his wife and two sons, ages 7 and 5, live furthest away but, knowing my brother, they will be here early afternoon. My sister, 10 years older, her husband and and two children, nephew 4 and niece 6, will come rolling up the dunes later afternoon.
I hadn't averted to it till I wrote this down. . .the grandchildren are 4, 5, 6, 7. Three nephews and one niece. . .I tell her she is my favorite niece! From the time they began to speak. . . .and like their uncle they haven't stopped. . .LOL. . .they started calling me "Unca Justi". . .coined by the oldest nephew, of course. . .and that does not change. . ..now it is O'Shea Family Tradition which is sacrosanct. . . .via Kerry Irish, Burgundian French and Roma Gypsy blood! Don't cross it. ;-)
The kiddies love Unca Justi and think nothing is more fun ever than bursting into Unca Justi's room at the crack of dawn, especially at Christmas, and jumping into his bed. Oooooh waaaaay. However, since Peter arrived on the scene. . .and I always sleep in my birthday suit. . . .the urchins do not seem to catch on to "Knock on a closed door and do not enter until invited in!". So, introduce The Lock. Never had to do that. . . .as I am the only one who sleeps upstairs. . . . .except when THEY are all here! My parents have their own suite on first floor. . . apart from the rest of the house.
And there are the times when, for one reason or another, I 'forget' to lock the door. . . . .and in they came. .and then stopped, frozen in their tracks. . .stood there. . .mouths open with surprise. . ..to see Peter and I both in my large bed. . . . When we didn't yell at them, they unfroze and leapt into bed to "rough house". . . .lol I do not drink alcohol so I am always "the safe person" to keep an eye on the kids and go walking with them in the Dunes and down to the beach. I do not mind and no one makes a prisoner out of me. . . ;-)
So I await the next phase of the Holiday. . . .the Grand Arrivals. . . . .More to come. . . .;-)