waiting by the window

I was so excited for Erica to get home today. Every time I would get up I would go look out our kitchen window, hoping I would see her car.
This reminded me of when I was a kid and we would go to Ocean City in the summers. Our family would usually get there the night before the rest of our family got there. Saturday mornings is when everyone else would come, I would usually sit at the kitchen table with a view of Central Ave and color in the old coloring books we had there. I would get so excited to see everyone, I didn't want to go down to the beach and miss a second with them.