They look calm and peaceful. That is weird since we are in the middle of a rainy Oregon winter, and the kids haven't seen a playground in many moons.
The Brain seems very focused on something.
Oh, The Brain is reading a book to the other two.
What?
In the Car?
They've been in there for ten minutes?
Mom had time to check the roast in the oven, put away the folded towels, check her bank statement online, write her talk for church, and complete her dissertation... ok, maybe not the last couple. But I was starting to wonder if they were going to stay in there all night.
I usually shepherd them into the house when we get home, but why. If they are happy, and most importantly QUIET, then I say... Let them be.
