Tranquility. Just a little bit.

In the midst of a very busy December, and on the heels of the frantic weekday morning rush of tooth brushing and homework finding and coat zipping, the kids and I enjoyed a precious five minutes waiting for the school bus. Liam was bursting with energy, kicking up clouds of fluffy snow. But when he heard the bus coming, he wordlessly hugged me, and lingered for a moment resting his head against my chest. (Yes, he is THAT tall now.) Timothy was pretending to be a chick, and softly explaining "when I'm a grownup I'm gonna invent a coat for chicks and it will be made out of wool so they can play in the snow." Ahh, my boys. Thank you for warming up my heart on such a cold day.