hmmm....the kids.....lots of talking and clamoring when I pick them up in the car. There is not a hello Mommy, sometimes I still get a hug from my five-year old...but generally it is loud three little boys trying to tell me about their day all at once. Me trying to sort out who goes first so I can understand then talking all the way home. They are still young though...twin 9 year olds and a 5 year old.
My husband sometimes slips in goes upstairs changes clothes comes down and I get a perfunctory kiss and a pat on the bottom. But that is comfortable and not at all discouraging.
Somedays not even that. We have a tendency to take so much for granted don't we?
The cat sits and stares waiting for me to pick him up. The dogs will knock me down with their fervor sometimes...Biscuit steps on my toes...every time. Pistol just keeps jumping in front of me until I pet him. Biscuit will keep nipping my hand while I am petting him until I pet her. They are certainly gratifying to have around...