Yes, the boys are at school. The laundry is in the washer. The box with teh Christmas tree- the first Chirstmas box- just went up to the attic. The house is... quiet.
Very. Very. Quiet.
No wonder my mom always has the tv going. She probably got so used to us kids running through the house, that the quiet seemed empty.
Now, don't get me wrong. I like quiet. I don't watch a lot of TV on my own, or play lots of music. I like quiet. The soft hum of the washing machine. The whirr of the sonic humidifier. The chirrup of the cat wanting an extra meal. But it is so different than having the boys here.
Hmmm... maybe I'll put on the dvd I made of the boys' fall adventures and get back to cleaning...
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My mom has the TV going nonstop too! It drives me nuts, especially when they visit me.
I have to have the radio on.
You dont realise how much noise kids make till they are not there.
Yes, I find myself humming some kid's tune when Nik ias asleep and Niksdad is at work; the house is too quiet!
It's always so quiet when my kids aren't there, it feels strange!
It can be bittersweet.
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