Yesterday was Thanksgiving. We ate a lot. We stayed up late. Our stomachs are still groaning. Our eyes are still full of cobwebs.
I told the kids that they could watch a TV show while I went in the other room and worked for a while. When I came back to get a drink of water, I found this. Fortunately, the camera was nearby.
Of all the photos we may gently coax into being by placing children here or there, by making funny faces to elicit smiles, I am happy to say that this scene was entirely spontaneous.
This is the kind of love I hoped my kids would have for one another.
There are squabbles and disagreements, to be sure, but for the most part, these guys love spending time together.
Makes me happy. Makes me feel like we’re doing something right.
Or maybe it’s just the turkey.