What Occupies My Mind
- by Marisa
- January 9, 2008
You would think that a woman who raised 3 kids to adulthood and is in the midst of raisin the last three – two of whom are {gasp} teenagers – would be looking forward to the day when her house could be free of toys and little people. Not so. This house is just too big to not have kids in it.
I’m going to state something right now, just in case I forget it: I love that Nick still lives here at home because it means that when he gets Kendyll, she’s here with us, too.
Yes, I sometimes want to strangle Nick because he’s 19 and he’s my son and 19 year old sons have a habit of driving their mothers crazy. But this son has given me the most wonderful gift: a granddaughter. Tonight, we get Kendyll a day early and my heart is so happy that I’m having trouble concentrating.
Oh, and when I disappear for a day or two, you’ll know why. I’m probably stuck in Kendyll’s PlayHut tent with her. Yeah, I can squeeze in there. Shhh! Don’t tell anyone. It’s a great hiding place.
And this is me and my girl:



I just have one kid under my roof this year and it’s probably the last year for that. I’m not looking forward to the empty nesting stuff myself.