There's a lot of food in our house. Between the leftovers we brought home from Christmas dinner and the bounty from pot-luck parties yesterday and New Years Eve our range of options is wide. Maybe not quite as bountiful as the week after Lijah's birth, but not so far off from that! The difference is that this time we made at least some of the cornucopia, but with the work of cooking long done that doesn't make any difference now: we can still open the fridge and choose between turkey, ham, two kinds of mac-and-cheese, and tortellini, to saynothing of a variety of appetizers and the sides that go with all those main dishes. Also pancakes, waffles, muffins, sausages, and donuts, one of the pot-lucks having been a brunch. There are some cookies too.
The bounty seems like just another marker of vacation. We haven't needed to plan meals for the past several days, just like we've been off the rest of our regular schedule. But it'll soon all be gone—we'll either eat it or it will go bad!—and we'll be shopping and cooking again. Just as well; today marks the end of vacation in all the other ways (though we're still enjoying one more week with cousin Nisia!). The great thing about vacations is how great they are both coming and going!