I have had a rather pleasant morning at home, which is a blessing since it is -13 (at noon) and leaving the house sounds less than thrilling.

I have spent the morning putzing around with an outline for the book I’ll probably never write with Brooklyn snuggled by my side and the babies cuddled up together for their morning nap.  The silence was awe producing, I think I actually heard angels singing somewhere far off, its not often that I get all of the kids calm and happy at once. 

In short, it was awesome.

Wait, what about the fourth kid? You ask. Where was Kyan?

Turns out during my peaceful writing, Helmet Boy was upstairs entertaining himself.

 

Sigh.  At least he was quiet.  How much more can I ask for?

Here’s to the heat wave coming this weekend!  May we all get out, shorts, helmet and all, and enjoy surroundings other than our basement.