Uh-oh, the kids are a little TOO quiet...

The other day, I was working on the computer, and I realized that it suddenly got quiet in the house. Mind you, that in the previous 24 hours, Abbie and Isaiah had pulled out everything in both my diaper bag and purse, emptied my wallet twice, snuck in the bathroom and got soap everywhere, knocked over the trash can, raided the candy stash... the list goes on. They had been so mischievous lately, and I was pretty much at the end of my rope at that point.

I angrily stomp into the living room, muscles tensed, as I open my mouth to yell "WHAT ARE YOU GUYS GETTING INTO NOW?!", but before I can get out the first word, this is what I find...

I watch them in silence a few minutes, before tiptoeing back into the computer room, tears streaming down my face. It's so easy to fall into the habit of always assuming the worst, and I've been so quick to anger lately. I quietly took this picture so I could look at it whenever I feel myself getting stressed out. There are many challenges to having two young children so close in age, but there are many, many benefits as well. One of them is being able to see unconditional love in action, time and time again.