Tonight, my ten (almost eleven) year old asked me if we could all climb into his bed and spend time together. "All" of us was just me and the littles since Nico was at soccer and Noemie was still working on her math. So instead of staring at VBS spreadsheets or zoning out on Pinterest or scrolling through facebook or making myself sick over the news.... I laid in bed with my littles and we held hands and read Mercy Watson. And I think the whole world was a better place because this moment in time existed.
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