Seconds Please

My mother helped me take these pictures after I drove down the other week for a brief visit to my parents. They have also made a move this summer, so it was a bit odd driving to their new house on unfamiliar roads, but incredibly wonderful to be greeted by the dogs and fed my mother's delicious home cooking. I grew up eating dinner together every night with my family and it's one of the routines I miss about growing up and moving out--especially when my mother makes such lovely meals. It's just nice to have a time each evening without distractions to talk about the day or just share general chatter; I sometimes felt we passed laughter around with the side dishes. Anyway, it was a short, but sweet visit that made me appreciate the household (since the house often changed!) I grew up in and my familial relationships today as well.