It's not often that it's quiet in this house during kid waking hours. There's always something going on. I actually don't really like it when the kids are all gone and the house is silent. I like the hustle and bustle of our rambunctious, busy family. Tonight I was sitting at the kitchen table finishing up my dinner (Indian takeout yummmm), and M, A and D were playing a silly game around the love seat and sofa table in the family room. It involved running around in a circle after each other, while wearing slippers on the hardwood floors, and falling and running into each other. The giggles and screeches of joy were wonderful. M seemed so relaxed and happy. I love seeing her like this, acting like a kid again, not an emotional hot wire. The whole scene made me smile.
They are getting along so well. Currently, they are all in the basement getting ready for a dance competition and the tunes wafting upstairs are contagious. I find myself tapping my foot and nodding my head in rhythm with the music as I type this.
I guess tonight is just one of those nights that everything seems okay. L is playing I Spy on the computer, E is babysitting for our friends across the street and the other three are happy. Happy, joyful and safe. They are all normal kids and for at least a moment the sadness, fear, and anxiety are at bay.
I love the sounds of our happy house.