well, the older four have gone and left me alone (just as they got nice to be around, i might add). BUT ("everybody has a big BUT" - pee wee herman) my youngest, who is 18, has down syndrome, which makes her 18 going on 11 some days, 18 going on 30 some days, and 18 going on 4 other days. i decided when she was supposed to go to middle school that the middle school atmosphere was not one which would provide her with the safety and emotional security that a mother might hope for (snark!). so she has been home with me since then (about four years). this basically makes her my life buddy.
she is a wonderful companion, helpful and happy and loving. but i am never n.e.v.e.r. alone. so i invented the daddy-daughter date tradition. okay, okay, so i didn't invent it. but i have encouraged it and am now a master at making my husband feel like a mean father if he objects. they have gone to see "avatar" in 3D tonight. (two birds with one stone: now i don't have to see avatar.)
i will play spider solitaire, listen to my music as loud as i want and even sing out loud and dance with no one standing around being not amused, watch sense and sensibility (with emma thompson and hugh grant, the amazing life-sized marionette) without receiving any flack, eat whatever i want, even popcorn. what would or what do YOU do with three hours of alone time?
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You said "the older five have gone," but there are only five of us. You meant the older four. Also, I think you forgot to mention that you miss the fourth so much more than the other three.
I love to do housework when Christian's not at home. In fact, I insist on only doing it when he's away, which is why our kitchen gets so gross on the weekend.
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