A Bizarre Discovery

C and I have been left home alone about three times this week. Mayhem? Insanity? A recipe for disaster?

Actually, when it's just the two of us, the house is very, very quiet. She is sweet, kind, and helpful. She plays by herself, doesn't climb or throw anything, and is even polite when she asks a thousand times for her latest obsession.

DH and the big kids went to youth group, and we are sitting quietly on the couch together. I'm about to go get some chocolate ice cream to share.

Perhaps the loud people in this family drive her as nuts as they drive me, and inside she's an introvert. Finally - a child made in my image?