The solitude never lasts long. And that's okay. This morning, John popped out on the patio with this:
"Look Mommy. It's called the Speeder Car. It has tail fins and antennas so it looks really fast. I just wanted to show you and Daddy. Can I go watch a show now?"
And just like that, he was gone. Back inside, a hundred miles an hour, happiest kid on earth.
Back to the sounds of the birds, the wind chimes, and the neighbor's dog barking as the cars go by.