homesick parent

Allow me to paint a picture of what my life is about to look like. I will be able to go to the pool and bring a random assortment of trashy magazines to read at my leisure.  No one will scream, “Mom!  He just hit me!” from somewhere in the house the moment I sit down to go to the bathroom.  I will be able to eat dinner at 8:00 PM if I want to and eat an Oreo on my couch without someone saying, “I thought you said not to do that.”