First Day of School

My house is very quiet today.

When I pick up the toys, they stay in their places.

I have the computer all to myself.


It’s not nearly as much fun as I thought it would be.


I remember a day, not so long ago, when I was in Target with a chubby baby in one arm and a chattering three-year-old in the other.  I was tired and a  bit cranky and desperate for 15 minutes of peace so I could buy a shirt that wasn’t covered in spit up.  I’d have paid good money to have some time alone.


I’d give a great deal more to have that day back now.

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Liz Michalski


  1. Tine on August 30, 2011 at 2:23 pm

    The quiet will soon be filled with the sound of a swarm of teenage locusts eating you out of house and home, shrieks from opening cell phone bills that rival your mortgage and FAA like white noise humming from xbox live headsets. The beauty is that you will appreciate and embrace every bit of it because of how you feel today – just like I did 🙂

    • liz on September 6, 2011 at 10:33 am

      I am so not ready for the teenage years!

  2. Rosemary on September 2, 2011 at 5:16 pm

    Oh, Liz, I can relate. I’m down to one busy 18 year-old in the house, and I don’t see much of him. . .

    (Even the toys look sad!)

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