One of my favorite moments in time here lately is the sound of my boys' laughter, belly laughs that lead to snorts which of course, lead to more laughter.
Tonight I read "A Hole is to Dig" and "Open House for Butterflies" tonight, an old favorite of mine, for sure. The boys giggled all the way through at the words and illustrations... a worthy read.
I love laugher.
Awhile back I noticed the trend of mama's complaining about their little ones..."all they do is fight!" In summertime, I suppose that observation is even more frequent. I have heard that complaint again and again, and I got tired of hearing it.
I decided to start 'forgetting' the arugments (of course they argue! They're together all day long!) and paying close attention to when they play well together. And they do, oh they do.
Nate and Eli love to play together, games or swinging around in the backyard.
Eli and Joe love to play together, they have legos in common. They work together quietly. Occasionally I hear Joe teaching Eli, "B says buh."
Nate and Joe love to wrestle, they love to read together...
they all love to read together,
they all love to draw together,
to run and run and run....
I am a blessed woman.
*This post is brought to you by the inspiration of a post over at The Skyteahouse, String of Stories.