Silence

The teeth have been brushed, hands and faces cleaned, stories read and bodies tucked into bed.  And the house is wonderfully silent.  Something that has been rare these days.  I baked and listened to classical music, normally I save the baking for the mornings, a fun activity for the kids. I measure and they pour.  

Kaylin sneaks chocolate chips when my back is turned and I sometimes leave it turned a bit longer to give Jacob a chance to sneak some too.  They take turns holding the mixer and they fight over who held it the longest.  But sometimes, on nights like this I feel like my kitchen is calling me to work in silence.  To mix and pour myself.  Its therapeutic for me, I thought of how thankful I am to have a husband who finds time to play with these kids.  Who will lay on the couch and tickle and let them jump on him.  They need this time but I know he does to, sometimes I think, even more than them.

I love our crazy, loud, chaotic home.  I love that these silent nights come at the exact moment when they are needed.

I love watching them laugh and giggle while they play with "Daddy".  Jacob is hard to take pictures of, he wanted his hammer in the picture so badly.

Today Kaylin had a dentist appointment.  I was asked what I do, I responded with the usual, I'm at home.  I was asked if enjoy this.  And for the first time I didn't feel offended.  I get asked so often, in a tone that implies I must either be crazy or uneducated.  Instead of getting offended I simply replied to her that I love it.  And I could tell that she believed me.

That despite the bags under my eyes, the fact that I had baby spit up on my shoes and traces of marker on my hands and that i was fumbling through my purse looking for my debit card, she believed me. 

And that made my day.