And so our quiet time comes to an end
All good things must come to an end, as Bonnie and I find out today, when my mother returns our three wayward children to us during our visit to my grandmother's. Based on her e-mails it sounds like the kids have been having fun and have been fairly well behaved for the most part. I'll miss sleeping late and having Max wake us up with purrs and cuteness. Tomorrow morning we'll be back to alarm clocks and yelling to get the kids ready for school. *sigh*.