I hadn't realized how much I had missed the sounds of other kids in my house. Issa's Pointe class is held out our house, and the other two dancers have been staying a bit after the lesson. This weekend, she had a friend over to spend the night.
So. Much. Giggling. I've missed that sound. I've missed having extra teenagers opening my pantry or sitting on my sofa. I love that they make themselves at home; I love that some of them call me Mama B. or just Mom. It's lovely, and I'm so glad it's back in out life.
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