

Of course my children are my all-time favorite things, but at this time of year, my favorite thing happens to be the oranges in their mouths. Not just any oranges, navel oranges from Mesa, Arizona. For my Christmas gift I ordered an entire box of them, and when they arrived late in the evening on Christmas Eve I literally whooped for joy and threw myself into my husband's arms.
When I am "home" in Mesa for Christmas, these oranges are synonymous with family, peace and security. Who knew you could feel so much by eating citrus? My other favorite thing is sleeping with the windows open in the early spring and smelling the orange blossoms!! That is my heaven!
Unfortunately, they also turn me into a bad mother. I wait until the kids go to bed and then eat myself silly, just so I don't have to share. Jacob goes ga-ga over them--he has found their magic already!