The grand daughters are back on the coast and the house this morning after the holidays is quiet and calm and empty once more.
Not to say that the same house did not shrink considerably over the weekend with five adults, two small children (one small pictured above, and one medium, actually) and one very active, very demanding year-old rescue pup, Gandy.
Thankfully, after some initial excessive exuberance on the part of small children and dog, we arrived at a state of peaceful co-existence. The dog did very well having others around to attend and adore and entertain. And now they’re gone. They are a tough act to follow. And I’m the whole fawning fan club and entourage once more. Â How boring for Gandy. The pressure is on.