The Evening

It's that time in the evening when the boys are on the third floor, brushed and bathed, and tucked into bed.  C is laying with them for a few moments.  The house is suddenly quiet, I mean devoid of auditory sound.  But there are signs every where of the boys - a new pile of laundry, dirty dishes in the sink, toys and art supplies strewn about, lunchbox containers to wash and clean.

We order dinner, watch television shows on the DVR, type some emails, play on the iPad.  Then we put the house back together as best we can before the next day starts anew.  Have a great weekend!