The More Things Change, the More They Stay the Same

At this writing, I am watching my 18 and 20 year old daughters play out a pen writing war --ya’ know those fights where one starts to casually write on the other one with a pen, and then lets things go a bit awry.  

Oh, you don’t have those?  Let me explain….. After things go awry, person #2 grabs the pen and pursues the other one out the door, across the porch, down the sidewalk, through the yard, finally ending somewhere in the grass, quickly scribbling as much graffiti on the other as possible before person #1 can get away. 



Best Buds at Lovely #3's recent graduation

 Did I mention they were 18 and 20 years old?  And daughters?

Well, this goes on for some time until they call a truce.  They happily go raid the fridge together and regale each other with vivid tales of the epic battle that just took place.

Why do I mention this?  Because it’s been quiet around here lately, with Lovely #2 away at school, Lovely #1 working each day, and Lovely #3 busily doing whatever on her own.  But with summer, comes a little relaxing of the schedules and a revival of past noisy escapades with three young women in the house.  The constant hum of back-and-forth banter, laughter, yelling, music, chatter, movie trailers, more laughter, etc. is a long awaited, and much missed sound. 

Reminds me of the old days when every day was lived out like this…..

Summertime…..and the livin’ is easy….

Enjoy each day of this wonderful season and cherish the noisiness of it all!