The precious quiet.

It’s very rarely quiet around here. Sometimes when it is, it means someone’s into something (like the pantry), but not usually.
Usually when it’s quiet here, it’s a precious quiet.
A quiet when the boys are reading to each other, or working together building legos, or just playing together with superhero toys. The quiet in this house is almost always the very sweet quiet of brothers loving each other.

I love to see my boys working together to figure something out; helping each other out; cooperating. It doesn’t happen 24-7, but I usually see moments like this off and on throughout the day.
Of course, they’re some of my favorite moments.

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