Call it a sense of balance. Tell me I thrive on chaos.
Whatever it is, tonight when Grace was invited to (yes, another) sleepover, I let her go like I usually do, with the tiniest tug at my heart to see how grown up and confident she is becoming. How very easy it is for her to fly away from my nest these days!
At supper, which always seems so quiet when one child, even one as mild mannered as Gracie, is missing, Chad suggested that we have an outside movie. Don't ask me what comes over me in these moments, but I suddenly heard myself saying, "Sammy, maybe you can invite A. over."
An hour later, my home is back to 5 children full. Sam and A. are happily tormenting the little sisters with a remote controlled dinosaur (Lucy keeps calling it the "scare-wy lion") and Chad is setting up the projector outside. I've been telling people all day how tired I am and seriously, I could happily have been snuggled off to dreamland right now.
Oh well. The little girls play beautifully together and A. is an easy-going, lively little boy who will keep Sam from going into a Disney Channel coma for the rest of the night. And, after all, what's one more?
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