But I wouldn't want to live this way.
Having a lot of kids is a lot of work. A lot of laundry. But a lot of fun.
Today- except for Henry they went to Grandma and Papa's house.
Yay! Thank heavens for Grandma and Papa right?
It was fun. And quiet. And boring. No people to make me laugh (or drive me nuts). I had no freaking clue what to do with myself.
So I am looking forward to them coming home- yes it will be loud, yes there will be whining, but there will be smiles and laughing, and tickle fights, all of those good things that give my house character and joy.
Being on my own (almost) was fun- for a day- but I would not want to live this way.