Library Days

I spent ten minutes upstairs by myself today checking email and was struck by the beautiful silence. I heard nothing downstairs. I did not have a two year old climbing on my lap, or a three year old yelling he needed help in the bathroom, or a six year old trying to show me a magic trick. I soaked up every one of those ten minutes...and then I ventured downstairs to see what the three rascals were up to expecting that the silence was probably a sign of 'up to no-good'.

This, instead is what I saw:

The three kids were happily sitting on the couch reading one of the books that we had just returned with from the library. This is really what I needed today. The three of them sitting happily on the couch together really was what I needed. It seems that far too often lately we have sat on that same couch with one of them arguing with the other for sitting too close, or fighting over who gets to sit next to Mom, or complaining because their books wasn't read first. So I am posting this picture to remind me that these moments do come. I am sure we will be back to the clamouring on the couch before I know it and when we are I will pull up this blog post and smile. I sure do love library days.