I'm currently in D.C. visiting my brother- and sister-in-law and their two kids. Cyrus is just over 2, and Darya is almost 3 months, I think. Due to a variety of factors, we decided the best way for us to come and meet our new niece would be to each come alone for a weekend. So here I am. They just moved into a new house and, as I'm sure you can imagine, have tons of little things to get done. However, having the two small kids can make this a bit challenging, so I've been trying to be helpul.
This is the first time I've been away from the boys overnight since they were born. I guess you could say it's my first "vacation" in 3 1/2 years! And let me tell you, Cyrus is sooooo quiet compared to the symphony of sound that fills our house each day. I don't know if he's particularly quiet, or if it's a singleton thing, but man, even when he's being cranky, it just isn't loud to me. I suppose part of it is that he isn't my child, so it doesn't irritate me the way Kemper and Rowan can, but I have to confess I'm enjoying the toned down environment.
I did speak to the boys at bedtime last night. While we were talking, I realized another first - I had never spoken to them on the phone. It was pretty cute. Kemper of course claims that he behaved well for daddy, but seemed to take pride in telling me that "Rowan just whined all day". I'm sure he's leaving something out, but I suppose that's to be expected.
Do I miss the kids? Sure. But I'm certainly enjoying having a little break.