This morning we awoke to children playing with one another.
Ahhhhh, happiness means we don't have to get up yet.
After keeping one another happy for one hour (yes, one hour! Heaven.).....
Three happy children in bed with us.
One under the covers at our feet looking for the hidden blankie.
One excitedly grabbing handfuls of Mom's hair and teeth.
One learning naughty Great Grandpa Woodward poems.
This is true motherhood. This is bliss.