Our little makeup Christmas really stood out as winter break came to an end. It was one of the last times we were all together because Zeke had to go back to college. He started to pack up and then Friday before school started, he loaded up the car. Mom and Dad hesitated on who would take him and who would stay here with us.
Grampa solved it by suggesting they both go. "Take a break. I can hold down the fort here."
Mom looked worried as she glanced at the twins.
"They're teenagers, Mary." Grampa waved her away. "They're not babies anymore. It's not like I need to change their diapers or worry about them drawing on the walls."
"That's why I'm worried." Mom let out a small laugh. "The bigger the kid, the bigger the problem." She looked at Noah and me first. "You kids..."
