The Empty Porch

My parents have come and gone.  They stayed as long as they normally stay, but it just seemed so fast this time. 

It was a great visit.  We ate out almost every night, sat around and talked and went to soccer games.  The kids always fought to go over to the hotel and spend the night.  This year Jason was the only one who went.  It just shows you how much the kids are growing up.  Jason also decided not to listen to grandma when she said to stop jumping on the bed.  He feel off and broke his finger.  Poor grandma feels horrible.

Cheddar and I keep going to the front porch, where we spent so much time, and the chairs are all empty.  I miss them already.  They will be back for Thanksgiving, even if my Dad doesn't know it yet.