Daughter is, by now, back on terra firma, 1,000 miles away from here.
I shall miss her.
Having her around every day?
There are no words.
But on the other hand.
It is nice to have the house back to being ‘ours’, instead of being ‘ours plus one’.
The subtle dynamic change, while Daughter has been around, between Soph and I has been interesting to observe.
It hasn’t been a disruptive change, but the lack of farting and belching around the house during the last week has been notable.
And the lack of swearage.
And not being able to take my trousers off as soon as I get in through the front door.
But I shall miss her.