MONDAY MUSINGS:THE QUIET

The frig is emptier, the linens are washed and beds have been remade, dishwasher has been unloaded, the bin of Thanksgiving decorations has gone back to its storage place and the most apparent thing remaining after the holiday weekend is over is the quiet... 

Gone is the noise only grandchildren can bring to a household. The laughter, squeals, the crying, their voices with the best being the kids calling to get my attention- BUBBE.

Apparently, the youngest, that 2 yo, was using my name in the ~ 9 hour car trip home a little too much... driving that carload cuckoo.

But here it's so quiet... you know what I mean.