Late again, but good morning anyway. The kids left earlier. Grammie is exhausted. Papa is exhausted. Kenzie (dog) is exhausted.
Just as they were about to leave, Kenzie went running in the backyard and tracked mud all over my kitchen. I'm used to that and keep old towels everywhere. Well, at the same time, the 18-month-old girl managed to open the door between the kitchen and dining room for the very first time and Kenzie went flying upstairs...mud and all. :grimacing-face:o_O
Did I mention that Grammie is exhausted, Papa is exhausted, and Kenzie is exhausted?? It's all good. I will miss them. It will be entirely too quiet around here, but I don't mind it for the moment. :)