I Dream of Bonds
The kids are out of school now. My oldest will be starting 5th grade next fall and my youngest will be going into 2nd grade. Both good ages. They run around the house, footsteps and laughter, sometimes cries, echoing through the house. They leave a mess everywhere. Remnants of their play. But it’s enjoyable. I tell myself that I will miss having a messy, noisy home once they are out of the house. Which is right around the corner if…