Our Chichewa class was cancelled Monday night.
I took time making dinner since we didn’t have to run out at 6pm. Jeff, Claire and Carter snuggled together on the couch to watch The Emperor’s New Groove, it’s one of Jeff’s favorites. (He can tell you how it’s reminiscent of the brilliance of cartooning ala Bugs Bunny.) Marie Claire worked on homework, laptop and papers spread out on the desk. We ate the grilled cheese as they came off the skillet, wherever we were seated.
After the movie, we had a video Skype call with Jeff’s parents. Carter was too tired to sit still. So he said a brief hello and then headed to bed. But we talked with Bruce and Karen about Thanksgiving plans, packages making their way to Malawi, and updates on family.
Soon after the call, Claire also headed to bed. I read a new novel, Jeff stayed online for a while and Marie Claire kept working away on homework.
The ordinariness of the night was so extraordinary. The reality of our schedule was much more obvious through the brief break in it. And for that glimpse of a new routine, I give thanks.