I miss my kids.
The house is quiet. It's clean. I haven't heard "mama" in excess of fifty times a day. Little people have such a big presence. It's really quite amazing.
In two weeks when we're back to kids, jobs, businesses, sports, dance, and preschool, I will repeat...I missed my kids.
Mural my neighbor's 18-year old daughter painted! My girls don't know about it yet!