While some sorts of filth (like finger smudges on the walls) are a thousand times more charming than other sorts (unflushed poop in the toilet), I firmly maintain I won't miss any sort of grime.
Lest you think I'm just being totally stubborn, I assure you I already sometimes miss my kids and they still live here. But I find sometimes I miss the babies and toddlers they used to be. I miss the actual children and the nice things like their chubby hands caressing my face. I do not miss the dirty diapers and being woken up repeatedly overnight. At. All.
I do know there are things about these days that I will miss, too, and these are some of them that I will surely miss tremendously:
1. Yard full of kids. After school, five is never enough. Most days it's seven but can be up to eleven. I adore being the house the kids come to.
2. Dress for dinner nights . . . randomly selected evenings where we come to the dinner table in disguise. Last time we did this was in the fall--I liked the bearded lady costume I came up with so much, I might use it next Halloween.
3. Making up and playing games together. On Monday, our 7-year-old made this one completely on her own: she took twenty squares of paper and wrote instructions on them. She then placed them all around the house. The rest of us had 5 minutes to find them and complete the tasks. My favorite was "take a short rest."
4. Steady supply of original artwork:
5. Together time in so many forms: all of us at the dinner table and the ridiculous conversations we have, snuggle time in Mommy and Daddy's bed on Sunday mornings, family movie nights, countless card games, road trips . . . I've got to stop now as this list is starting to make me really depressed. I think I'm going to go grab a kid and play a game of Uno.