First thing? Is your glass half empty or half full? This has always been a puzzle for me, because each day is different. Some days you’re on top of the world, playing cards with your grandkids, or receive the text I did today: “R is craving Rice Krispie treats and says we suck at making them. She loves yours best.”
“I don’t have the ingredients,” I text back. R writes: “then roll down to Safeway”. We are all laughing at this point. R is the granddaughter still recovering from hip surgery, home for the weekend for PT. The kids always preferred my RK treats because I add butterscotch chips and peanut butter. They are getting the ingredients, and I’ll cook.
My glass is always half full when it comes to family.