Today I heard a loud sound. My kids were playing a game in the basement, and the action was heating up a bit, and they were all shouting and cheering and laughing and SOUNDING LIKE FRIENDS!
It’s a happy-making moment for a mom. I’ll remember that sound when the whining, ear-piercing squeals of “she’s not playing fair” and “he won’t leave my stuff alone” and “it’s my turn to practice” and “I don’t want to” and “I already did that” threaten to shove away all my good memories.
Because I know those other things will be said, and shouted, and moaned. But for a few minutes, right here on this rainy/snowy afternoon, we had a little Eden moment, and I want to remember.