Quiet house

The boys went back to school today, and I am sad. I really enjoyed having them home with me these past two weeks—they would play outside all day long, even taking their lunch outside to have picnics together. There were scooters and bikes strewn all over the open garage and driveway, and ET would put out the little “kids-at-play-man” because he knows how frustrated I get with fast drivers. Those boys would get so dirty, that every night I had to scrub ET’s knees and feet really hard just to get the dirt off. I think he would lie on the driveway and roll around or something—because the dirt was really, really, hard to get off.

I even daydreamed about sending them to school like that. I couldn't help but laugh to myself as I pictured my mom watching me send ET to school with his black knees peeking out from under his shorts. She would just about freak!