It's weird

It's weird being without kids. I've noticed a few things.

• I now notice other kids. I never paid any attention to other people's kids, but I have been noticing them the last two days and I think, 'Aw, look at that kid. Her mommy is still able to be at home with her!'
• I bought the big haul of groceries for the FIRST time in seven years without kids. I was there two hours. TWO HOURS. You know why? Because I was actually able to read labels, price compare and look around. I wasn't rushing in and out trying to get home. It was nice. But, I'll admit, I missed the kid chatter and company that my girls bring.
• People do not talk to you if you don't have kids. People would always say a friendly word (or even a polite nod) when I have the girls with me. Now? Nothing. Even in the check out lines at the store...nothing. These are the same people I see at the grocery store every week who are so friendly and nice (when I have kids with me.) But, now? I'm just a plain jane person.
• The house is quiet. Yesterday I wandered around the house wondering what I should do. Don't worry, I didn't do that for too long... but it was weird being home by my self.
• I've been opening the sliding van doors when I park. I've been opening the sliding van doors when I come back.
• I don't have empty candy wrappers in my purse now.

Okay, bye for now ! I have to go pick up my kids!