Things I miss.

There are many things I don't miss about living at home. I will tell anyone who asks that I am infinitely more happy living with Silas, in our own little home, than I was when I lived with my parents. There are, however, a few things I miss.

I miss walking into the dining room to find Maggie smearing sour cream all over herself after she ate all her chips.

I miss Walter trying to fix his stubbed toe with a wrench.

I miss Maggie doing her "eyebrow thing" that I taught her.

I even miss Walter picking his nose.

This? Well. This I don't miss so much.