This summer having all the kids home has been so good for my soul.
Having dinners together, the bouts of LOUD and LONG spontaneous laughter in unison, moments caught of all three kids talking, quoting "The Office" or curled up on the couch trying to share one blanket while watching Netflix with Kayla and Marcus Jr often side-eyeing Katie because she's on her phone and not watching or trying to dip off to her room, rallying to ensure the success of Katie's graduation party, ganging up to "treat dad's life," all three heading out to the store and seeing Marcus Jr take the wheel, and there being NOT one argument among them--just so much love, makes my heart sing.
This morning my baby, yep always my baby, left for camp marking the beginning of many goodbyes. Although he'll be gone for a little less than two weeks (proud Mom interjection: he's attending camp for a week and then will be a camp leader the following week for the younger kids. He's spent a good portion of his summer volunteering and honing his leadership skills, I am more and more impressed with the young man he is becoming, he is simply a tenacious, amazing young man), saying goodbye to him reminded me goodbyes are about to run rampant for Marcus Sr and I.
Katie will be leaving for college in a few weeks (sad Mom interjection: my eyes are welling up at the thought. She can be a real pain in the butt; however, she's witty and perceptive, can read people like no other, she is brutally honest even when you don't want her to be: "Katie, how does this look on me"--I've learned don't ever ask because she brings the heat), and then Kayla will be closing on her home soon after that (proud and sad Mom interjection: I am overjoyed to have my sweetie back home. Seeing her work ethic and boss lady skills remind me of my mother. She keeps her dad occupied, makes sure the wine supply never runs dry and makes sure she spends time with each of us laughing and telling us what to do. While we are excited for her to move close to downtown, I am going to miss having an in-house walking and wine buddy), and life will be incredibly different.
The house will be A LOT quieter. I'm convinced we'll rarely see Marcus Jr. since he'll have his own car and his sisters won't be around. Marcus Sr. without his baby girls to simultaneously spoil and harass won't be pretty. I sense a meltdown on his horizon.
I'm not sure I'll ever have this time again where we will all live together. In short, I'm about to be a mess ya'll!!!
Time is precious. They grow up and go too fast. I'm NOT ready!!