Listen!

It's very very quiet over here.

Oldest Son, who is visiting for a few days, went with THGGM to see the new Superman movie.

Youngest Son and Girlfriend and Daughter and Son-in-law went to a White Caps baseball game.

I watched Baby Boy. But, they just left with him.

So it is just me Me ME! And I am sitting in the quiet.

Well. That is the relative quiet. Barb, my cat, is asking for his supper and nibbling on my arm.

I have SO much to do. But I'm going to sit here a minute and soak in the quiet.

And, I will tell you that the noise around here today was all happy noise.

Baby Boy learned to "Pat-a-cake" today.

He doesn't quite have the clapping down, but he gleefully clasps and unclasps his boyish little hands. It is SO unbelievably cute!

This morning I took him outside to touch the trees. This is one of his favorite daily rituals. Touching moss covered ash trees.

Youngest Son had left an old soccer ball out there and I started kicking it around. Then, Youngest Son came out, took Baby Boy from me, and we had a little game going with the ball. Baby Boy never once took his eyes off the ball. Youngest Son was like that, too. ALWAYS had to have a ball. He is still like that. He's twenty two years old, and at least once a week I hear myself tell him in my stern mommy voice - NO BALLS IN THE HOUSE!

Well, I'm off to listen to the quiet some more.