Do you hear that?
It's the Sound
Glorious, isn't it?
Now before you judge me or think ill of me for basking in this very quiet and very alone time, know that this is the third time I've been alone in my home in all these (Trev is six) years. Never for more than an hour, and for not more than an hour today, either.... but here it is now.
They're safe, of course. Little Lundi (Kim k's little dd) is here from Maine visiting, and the babes (my sister Robyn's two and mine) have all been invited to Grammy's for a bit of fun and rumpus. Well, a bit of fun, anyway, Grammy isn't all that fond of rumpusing.
We are surely doing our best to convince her of its merits, however. One dinosaur sized hop at a time.
What was I going to say?
Oh yes, it's quiet.
Was that it?
You'd think I could be a bit more brilliant than that, being uninterrupted, and all.
I think I shall choose these little quiet moments for my gratitude post today.
I am indeed very grateful.