the quiet.

It is 9:00 pm. The house is all quiet. All of my little ones are fast asleep. I enjoy the quiet, I really do, but tonight I'm kind of sad. I've been enjoying the sound of Ashley and Annika's chatting before bed. Hearing their girl giggles and occasional squeals. I miss hearing the 3 boys (Justin, Mitchel, and Jacob) downstairs laughing and playing even when they are supposed to be asleep. I love opening their door and seeing them fall to their beds and try to act like they weren't just standing on them being silly. Yes, I am usually such a stickler at bedtime, but I just loved hearing the noise of the cousins enjoying every moment of each other. And now they are gone. The house is quiet. And I miss the noise.