We're like the older folks

I mean that affectionately, of course. Kyle came back (for a short stint) last night from being out of town, our kids are still at Camp Gramma's, so we are now going 24 hours together of being a childless couple in our home (before it was just me. talk about QUIET!). We've been away from them before, but because we were the ones going away. Being home without them is a lot different. A lot.

This morning I was wide awake at 6, ready for Savannah to tiptoe to my side of the bed and ask me for a snuggle and some breakfast. Except she didn't come. So up I arose and puttered around. I only had myself to get ready for church. I can't remember how many times I've dreamt about a Sunday morning in the far future in which I just had to ready myself. I had visions that my hair and makeup would be that much better if I didn't have other faces and hair to pretty up or clothes to press in the morning. Truth be told, it was the same as usual. My hair was no more remarkable, the make-up was just the same. Nope, nothing spectacular happened with just me to pretty up in the morning.

Kyle sat by himself at church today. I was on the stand for a talk. I'm proud of him for staying awake. He prefers having the munchkins to sit with to keep him from nodding off.

This afternoon after church I had no hungry mouths to feed first before feeding myself.

I took a nap.

We went to our neighbors' home to visit, which was lovely. We came home, made dinner for ourselves and then went for an evening stroll, stopping to chat with neighbors we saw along the way.

I guess that's what you do when the little ones are gone. ???

It's not very often that you get to be in your home without the young-uns and as crazy as it is sending me and as much as I am missing them, I am trying to look at the bright side by doing things I'd been telling myself I'd do "if I just had a couple hours in the house without the kids."

I plan to take the plunge and get real about having this baby. Meaning, you know, buy a car seat, get a swing and a high chair, some pacifiers, wipes and diapers... Tomorrow, I swear, is the day it's all going to happen.

I then plan to paint a dresser I found for Cade on Saturday, so hopefully it will be finished before he gets home. He actually gets excited about that kind of stuff, so hopefully he likes it.

And then perhaps I'll get to that darn office with all those papers..... and maybe the craft room so that it resembles a craft room and not a closet with boxes.

And then, when they get home EVERYTHING will be all done so I can just be with them. Right? That's the idea.

Sigh....

Cade and Savannah in front of the Mississippi River. Nauvoo, Ill. June 2010

I miss them!