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One child bliss

Wow my house is quiet. And I say that with laughter in my voice!

We were blessed to spend a night with good friends of ours last weekend - friends that have four children. Oh, it gives me giggles just thinking about it. Within five minutes being there, Jon and I looked at each other and said "this will be a change!". Without realizing it, we have become quite accustomed to a relatively quiet house. The times that Caleb is a little louder was nothing compared to four (well, actually five with Caleb there) running around.

And you know what - I loved it!

Yes, it may have been a little harder to think and the "grown-ups" all had to talk a little louder, but it felt alive. Not that my house doesn't feel alive and happy as well, it just opened my eyes a little more to life with more than one child!

A couple summers ago we had two children stay the summer with us. The oldest, was 3 years older than Caleb, the youngest was 2 years younger. So we had a baby, 2.5 year old, and newly 6 year old and boy was that summer also a little louder than we were used to.  :)
Life was a little more crazy - ok, well actually a lot more crazy (especially since we were in the middle of a move!), but the hustle and bustle of three kids just felt right. The best part was that Caleb had someone to play with, laugh with, fight with, and love.

I miss that summer. Caleb misses that summer - he still talks about it almost two years later. As I sit in my living room I can almost hear the bustle of my house with more kids... running feet, fights in the bathroom, refrigerator opening and closing, screams of laughter, books being read and songs being sung, and many, many "MOOOOOOOMMMMMM" shouts echoing through the house.

Yep, it may sound crazy, but that sure does sound like perfection to me.

***please note, in three years when I'm writing on this blog how I'm ready to pull my hair out, please politely laugh at me and say, "remember when...."  hehehe!

Well, for now, I'm going to be happy basking in my relatively quite household, and take it all in while it lasts. Cause' by george, our kids are coming home soon and this house is going to be Rockin!!!


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