Little Dude is the one we were worried about since he was home with me every day for the past 2 years. School is going so well for him that he informed me this afternoon that "school is more funner than staying home with you all day"'.
I know what he meant, and I am glad that he loves school. His teacher is so awesome that I want to go back to Kindergarten. GG's teacher is awesome, too. Maybe I can alternate between Kindergarten and 3rd grade. An every other week kind of thing or something!
But what he meant and how I took it are 2 totally different things. I know he didn't mean that we didn't have fun at home, but I'm still a little bruised.
Today was my first official day in the house all by my lonesome. I'm not real into daytime tv and it was way too hot to do anything outside, so I did a little work around the house with the radio on. I will admit it was so nice to turn the volume up and not have to censor anything. The morning show I love can be a tad raunchy at times.
But at the same time it was weird. I only had to make lunch for one. I could eat some cookies or fudge without hiding. I had to do some grocery shopping. I just grabbed my purse and went out the door. There was no telling anyone to clean up or make sure they used the bathroom. And when I was done shopping, I think I shed a tear walking by the babysitting room because my babies weren't in there.
Or the tear could have been because I had to leave the luxurious AC, which we do not have at home. And by the time it kicks on in the car, I'm pulling into my driveway.
Either way, it was sad.
I know my babies are doing well and they will continue to succeed, but my bruise isn't completely healed. In time, my wounds will heal. I will find ways to pass the time, other than crocheting. Let's face it, I can't do that all the time. There's only so many projects one can make!
Until next time....