What I’ve discovered is that a digital camera with a roomy memory card is an excellent way to entertain a four-and-a-half year old child. She took all these pictures, including the self-portrait. I love seeing the world through her eyes.
All my boys are gone tonight, sleeping over at their friends’ houses. This means that the kitchen is still clean. The floor hasn’t collected cereal in the corners since I swept and mopped after dinner. No popcorn kernels have been dropped on the family room floor.
And honestly, it’s too quiet. Having my children away worries me . . . yet, ah, blessed silence. Sooner or later I’ll have to accept that they will not always be safely ensconced under my roof . . . but I’m kind of glad it will be “later.” I like knowing they are safely in their rooms, even when they are talking when they should be sleeping. I miss them when they’re gone. (I can’t believe I just said that. Remind me when I complain about THE NOISE, THE MESS, THE NOISE!)
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Now, look away if my incessant begging troubles you. (Are you gone? Really, look away because–for the last time–I’m going to ask for a favor.)
Please, will you vote one last time for me in the Fruity Cheerios contest? Click here, scroll down and click on my picture (Melodee H.). The deadline is Saturday night at 11:00 p.m. Thank you! (You know I’d do the same for you.)