Ten Days

Today clean sheets will crack in the air and gently float down to land.  For the next ten days I’ll hear the distinctive cadence of each boy coming down the stairs where the destination will undoubtedly be the fridge.  It’ll be full.  I’ll pamper and bring the calorie count up for the time being.  I’m going to bask in familiar youthful sounds I’ve missed that have become the exception around here.  I’ll relish a clean house void of glittery project fallout and look up every time tussled hair passes by.  And wear a bra more often.

I’ll be back in ten days after having the privilege of playing mom.


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  1. Have soooooo much funny!

  2. Enjoy the boys!