Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Empty House

Similar to hearing the waves in a sea shell, if you listen to a house when the kids are gone, you can still hear crying.

Bridget and the kids are in Houston for Thanksgiving, I am working. Last night I slept alone with all the doors open and I swear Eli and Dora cried all night. Kind of creepy. I even got up once to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

I miss you honey

And the kids too.

3 comments:

  1. OH! You miss them! Sometimes I wonder if Lincoln would miss us, or just enjoy the break.

    That's funny about the crying.

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  2. I think there are ghosts crying in the house--I hear them too during the kids' naptimes when I am working at home and they are at the sitter's. WOW! I am glad you miss us but sad you're lonely. I miss you too. Enjoy yourself buying that new motorcycle and BE SAFE! As much as you miss me, I would miss you way more if you did something dumb. LOve you!!

    -Bridget

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  3. Whit, we're sorry you couldn't get off to come. We all miss you, but not as much as Bridget and the kids.

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