Monday, June 23, 2014

Empty House

All three of my children are at camps this week (although, to be honest, George is just at his grandparent's house and not an actual camp).  My point is, however, that I have no children in my house. 

Zero.

Not one.

It's weird.

It's really weird.

And quiet.

And erie.

And cleaner than normal.

But quiet.

Maybe too quiet.

Whatever shall we do with ourselves?!

1 comment:

kurzy3 said...

Isn't it funny how when everyone is around, all you want is just a few minutes to be still and be quiet. But the minute they are gone, you miss it all? Enjoy the quiet. It disappears as quickly as it appears!!!