Monday, March 30, 2009

Sights and squeals of Spring

Dinner has ended and here we sit. Kevin at the dining room table with his nose deep in building plans, slowly flipping the big white pages back and forth, and me filling orders in front of the computer, listening to the screams and squeals of the children playing outside.

I hear the wagon being pulled this way and that, then it runs into the porch which is followed by squeals and giggles and then it heads off toward the barn with Allie yelling the whole way or giving orders, I'm not sure which.

The commotion drew us to the window to watch, and as we did we saw all three, far across the field under "their tree" with bikes strewn about on the grass, where they sat, talking, tackling, telling secrets, completely free and our hearts are full and amazed at what we've brought forth.

1 comment:

puffthemagicrabbit said...

Yay! I love the moments when they think you're not looking and they are getting along.