I love it that Elijah isn't too old to giggle while trying to hide from me among the rows of books at the library tonight.
I love it that Micah run to me pouting about not getting to go with us, then squeezes my legs and is all better after a big hug and some tickles.
I love the streams of laughter that erupt from Isaiah over every crazy thing when he's over-tired. I love how no one is ever in a hurry to do anything- except play of course.
I love watching them wrestle with each other.
I love how we all whisper during quiet writing time each morning- respecting the thoughts of each other.
I love it that Micah is totally excited about being invited over to his friend's house to play.
There is a lot of love around here these days. Just thought I'd share it in case I get a case of the nasties sometime soon. :)
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