It's taken a little getting used to. Our basement seems empty now. So does our refrigerator and pantry. And yes, I do have 4 laundry baskets of clean clothes in the laundry room waiting to be folded. But more than that, we already miss the companionship. We miss watching shows together in the evenings. We miss a full table at meals. The girls miss Story House and playing figurines. Adelie still yells out "Grandpa?" whenever the back door opens. And they haven't yet figured out that if they are crying or bored or want someone to play with, there will be no one coming up from the basement to save the day.
It was such a blessing having that time with my parents. It was fun for us, but even more special for the girls to have daily access to their grandparents. It worked out so well that, once my parents get settled, we might move into their basement for awhile.