All of my "boys" came home last night around 9:00. They had all fallen asleep in the car and so Vincent gently put them into their beds...This morning when they woke up, they were all so excited to see me that they were following me around everywhere. At one point, when I was in the bathroom putting on my makeup I looked down and all three of them were sitting on their bums on the floor just outside the bathroom looking up at me, watching my every move. Vincent thought it was so funny that he sat on his bum and joined them- all of them sitting there staring.
It was so lovely to have the house to myself and to enjoy the quiet. I so enjoyed going out for a little dancing with my friend and reconnecting with the part of me that used to love a night out "on the town".
By Sunday night, my house was clean, baked muffins and a pie was in the fridge, and dinner for tonight and tomorow was already prepared...Amazing how enjoyable these tasks are when you just have your thoughts and your music to distract you!
So yes, I did so appreciate having those moments to myself. But this morning, when each of them woke up from their beds and the "chaos" and the constant call of "maman, maman, maman" started, I was so grateful that they were all back. Family is what gives everything else its meaning...
And after less than 48 hours of not seeing my husband I was so grateful for how much I missed him...
That's so sweet! Please keep blogging! I check in every once in a while to see how you guys are doing. Glad everyone is well! :)
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