What I Miss Most

It's a dramatic understatement to say our lives have changed in the last 3 weeks. They look very little like they did back as late as May 9th.

So many things have changed, and we have only just begun.

We hardly leave the house.

We surround ourselves with hand sanitizer.

We sent the cat on "vacation" at my mother's house.

We buy any food that Harper even remotely indicates she might eat. Our pantry is about to overflow, as she only eats a bite of each thing.

We have dug out the clothes we had put away because Harper had outgrown them (she's lost enough weight that her newer shorts fall off of her).

We watch a lot more Phineas & Ferb and My Little Pony than before. Entire seasons, over and over again.

We've spent more on medical costs than the previous 4 years combined.

The house lacks laughter. Our house used to be a buzz of activity. Sometimes (more often than not, actually) that activity was demolition - but it was happy demolition. There was joy. There was giggling. There was laughter. That is all but gone, and I really look forward to it coming back.

Laughter. Yes, that's what I miss the most.