when they come home from school. they bring hungry tummies. they grab a snack and find a quiet corner to talk about recess wars and plan new lego towns to build.
i get a little nostalgic thinking about those days when i walked in the front door and was greeted by the warm safe feelings of home, by everything that's familiar, by the place to be myself.
as mom, i think about homework, piano, reading, chores and the other things that need to be done.
but today, i remembered. and now i cant bring myself to pop their shiny sunny bubble.