It is a QUIET Saturday morning here.
No little kids getting up at the crack of dawn.
No little kids asking me to make them 17 different breakfasts.
No little kids asking me to turn on the TV while I am in the middle of making one on the 17 breakfasts they ask for.
No little kids drinking their drinks as fast as they can so they can ask me for something different to drink.
No. Little. Kids.
Kobe is so EASY. It is ridiculously easy to have a child that is able to do almost everything he needs himself.
He is still the typical only child and plays so well by himself.
It is dreadfully quiet around here and I love it...and hate it.
I am sad S is at her mom's house.
I am glad K is with his adoptive family for the weekend.
So many mixed emotions.
This is not normal.
But it is our normal.