It's quiet here at the lakehouse once again.
No more slamming doors.
No more running through the house, and up the stairs.
No more kids laughing.
And no more cookie crumbs.
The chocolate milk is gone, and the cookie jar is empty.
The popcorn is swept up, and the toys are put away.
I keep finding faux eggs in the strangest places....like on top of an old bottle on the window sill.
No sound, except for the washer and dryer humming.
We had a great time at Ethan's soccer game in Traverse City yesterday.
The changing colors on the trees was a beautiful sight on the trip there and back.
Anson entertained me with his silliness the entire trip!
Loud, and fun!!!!
Grampa put the fourwheeler away, and plugged the golf cart back in.
We are ready for the next visit.........