Our kids spent the night at Memaw's last night, and our house is very, very quiet. Steve and I are just sitting around, with no tv on, and marveling about the last time it was this quiet. I remember walking around our neighborhood in Washington, when I was still pregnant with Sarah and listening to the quietness of life. I joked with Steve that once Sarah arrived our lives would never be the same again. How right I was. Now our days are full of
noise the sounds of childern. Laughing, singing, whistling or trying to, burping, running around the kitchen island, reading, tattling, wrestling, arguing, whining, giggling,
banging on the playing the piano...etc.
What a relaxing schedule I had today...time-off to be Shannon, and not just Mommy. Here's what my day looked like:
Woke up about 8:30
Finished the last 50 pages of a Karn Kingsbury book
Every Now and ThenAte my cereal on my own without any body else sharing it
Took a nap about 10:00
Watched a Chick Flick.
Ahh-what a day. If only Starbucks had a delivery service.
This kind of day is nice every once in a while, but of course I wouldn't trade my kids for anything in the world.
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