I hear crashes and yelling coming from the basement.
I walk quietly down the stairs to investigate. The playroom is out of control. Legos and puzzle pieces and soccer balls and feathers (feathers?!) are everywhere.
Hi Mom. We’re destroying the planet.
I can’t get into this right now, so I nod ok and head back upstairs.
Bits and pieces of their dialog float upstairs.
No more pizza!
Toss it off the pirate ship!
One more minute!
They are boys, and they are ours. This week we’ve experienced crankiness, heat, vomit, fever and wake up calls in the wee hours. But today they are bursting with energy and have played more or less quite well together all morning.
We are gathering our things to head out to a family wedding…. fancy dress, shoes, diapers, favorite lovies, action figures, books.
But mostly all we need is eachother.
I love my family. Can’t wait to get to Detroit!