It's now been four hours since they left. The house is quiet, to the extent that Adelaide commented, "It is so quiet that I feel like I should scream or something, just because my brain is apparently used to almost constant noise from the boys." She has not screamed, but she does seem to have a smile fixed almost permanently on her face.
When your two noisy, rambunctious, lovable but high-energy sons/brothers leave, here is what a mother and a daughter do with themselves:
- Read a book because it is quiet enough to do so. (Daughter)
- Go for a run in the snow. (Mother)
- Go to the library and take as much time as you want to leisurely peruse its offerings. (Mother and Daughter)
- Go to the coffee shop (seen above). Order a chocolate malt and a hazelnut latte. Sit by the fire, discuss how quiet it is, smile like a maniac, play chinese checkers, observe and discuss all the interesting people sitting around you. (Mother and Daughter, with pleasure)
- Return home, read some more books, write a blog post, occasionally comment to each other how quiet it is, think your thoughts. (Mother and Daughter)
So, yes. Of course I miss our boys already, but can I just tell you how beautiful silence can be? No word from Adelaide about missing her brothers already, and I know better than to ask.
Speaking of Adelaide and coffee and happiness, have I mentioned how much we love her teacher this year? Because man, do we. For a variety of reasons, Daughter is sometimes a little withdrawn at school, and as a teacher with 20+ kids in a classroom, all with varying personalities and needs, I feel like it could be so easy to overlook the shy girl who requires little help with her work, especially when she's surrounded by louder, more demonstrative kids with more obvious needs.
Her teacher this year, however (who I kind of doubted was actually old enough to be a teacher when I first met her), has gone out of her way to reach out to Adelaide, a task that takes perseverance when you have a kid that doesn't immediately respond to your efforts. Her latest venture happened the week before Christmas break, when Adelaide came home and happily reported that her teacher let her stay in from recess and share a coffee with her. I'm sure this isn't something they endorse in the district rule book (if such a thing exists), but it's a pretty clear sign that her teacher understands how this particular student operates. Quality, one-on-one time? Check. A break from the loud, busy environment at school? Check. Coffee? Check. Not every school year has gone this well, so I fold my little hands and say a hearty "Thank you JEEEsus," every so often for the teachers we're enjoying during this one.