Happiness

Happiness is... swinging in a hammock on a lazy Sunday morning with two of your little boys tucked under each of your arms.

It was a crazy busy weekend. I spent Friday morning at the bank finishing up house closing nonsense with three very patient, wonderful little boys. (I bribed them with a toy at Target later that morning.) We hosted Chris's mom's 60th birthday party on Saturday. I had a wedding shower Sunday afternoon. Sunday evening we headed to our friends' Christine and Dylan's for a leftover party. I felt like we barely stopped moving or preparing stuff to get ourselves someplace else.

But for a few minutes on Sunday morning, I was quiet and calm and did not have to be anywhere but where I was at that very moment, at home in our backyard. Aidan tucked himself under one of my arms and Brennan snuggled into the other. We swung back and forth on the hammock, all three of us, cuddled up as one. I made up some silly stories. We sang a few made up songs. It was peaceful and so very perfect.