Yesterday, my house was quiet and still for the first time in a long time.
No running feet, no yelling, no begging for a treat in the middle of the day, no bed time battles or reminders to brush your teeth/wash your hands/flush the stinking toilet! Just silence.
It’s spring break at my kid’s school so my parent kindly offered to keep the kids over night Sunday & Monday so the Hubs and I could work guilt free these past two days. The Hubs and I savored every single minute. We slept in late(r), we went out for shopping, dinner and a movie last night, we didn’t go to bed until almost 1 am and the only thing that woke us this morning was the alarm clock- not a little face standing two inches from me screaming “MOMMY!” because evidently my kids think I’m deaf. We ate dinner at a place my kids hate and I didn’t have to mop up sticky syrup from the kitchen table this morning or listen to the theme song from Blue Clues 13 times in a row. It’s a luxury to be able to relish the quiet knowing that my kids are in great hands- hands that I sometimes think parent better then the Hubs & I do.
Tonight I got to pick my kids up from my parents and I was so excited to see their little face- my house is alive again. The quiet was wonderful- but I’m so glad it only lasted a short time.