Bridge memory

I remember when my mom used to host her bridge group at our house when I was little. I loved knowing that my sister and I would be upstairs with dad, a bowl of M&M's and some games, I can remember thinking about it during school and so looking forward to that night. The thought of my mom and her friends having a party downstairs and the three of us upstairs was so comforting. I also loved it when all the ladies were gone and we would go downstairs and see if there was any dessert left for us. I wonder if my kids get the same feeling when I have a gathering here and they are upstairs with dad?