Wednesday, December 28, 2011
The porch is deserted... the streets are empty of loved ones' cars...
Toys and toiletries are gathered to store. Pack-and-play folded and removed. Books put away.
My Little Men are in their second day of travel -- heading home. I'll confess to still being in my pajamas... sad, but doing better today. We had such a wonderful month of sharing good times.... so many little hugs: "Hold me, Noni." Books read. Songs sang. Snacks eaten. Chocolate "mulk" shared and drank. Naps taken. Hills climbed. Cars (Lightening McQueen) washed and raced. Converstations enjoyed. All still warm my heart.
And laughs and grins from Littlest Man... and his falling asleep in my arms.
You'd think that in the third year of this it would get easier. It doesn't.
So for today, I will comfort myself with the soothing, simple, repetative task of moving my knitting needles along... I will remember the good, great, grand, glorious times we shared... and I will give thanks for those precious moments... thanks... and thanks... and thanks...
blessings ~ tanna