Note to self: Yes, there are Legos strewn about the carpet like little land mines. No, the beds are not made. But lest you forget, all three of your kids spent half an hour this morning building that Magna-Tile house with gabled roof together. Together. While speaking kindly to each other.
Does this sort of thing happen daily? No. But some times you catch glimpses of growing friendship. Some times you get to see the undercurrent of love and peace that you long to be the hallmark of your home and the tie that binds you all together.
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