Social Is Happening Again

It seemed like we'd be locked in our houses without any sign of an end to the pandemic at first.   Later on we thought things were getting better but they really weren't.   Finally, like the last wisps of a campfire dying, the danger seems to be over.   There is no guarantee an ember won't burst into flames again, but for now, we're all acting like things are back to normal/ 

This weekend my daughter had a sleepover at a friend's house for her birthday.   She was so incredibly excited.   After she came home today, she had another playdate until close to bedtime.  No one wore masks, and no one even seemed to be concerned about the possible transmission of something contagious. 

There was a time when our house was a quiet place.  Childen weren't running around our house, making messes and leaving them when they went home.   The house was more organized and the usual suspects were only those in your family.   But now, the doors are opening all the time to friends of our children.  They come in, play hide-and-seek all over the house and then leave at dinner time.   

Then they're back after dinner.  Messes can be contained and they listen to mandates from us, but the house is a revolving door again.

In some ways, I sort of miss the quieter times during the pandemic, which I think is an odd thing to think.