crazy morning hair but at least they show they care!

You know, my favorite song/hymn to sing when my kids are going crazy in mean ways is Love at Home.  I have mixed feelings about that song because on one particularly rough Sunday when I was little and we were singing it in church, my mom had alternate words to sing to it since she was having a bad day.  

And now, when my house feels contentious out of my mouth pop the first few lines of the song.  The kids are used to it, and for some reason, even if it doesn't help them, it calms me and helps me see the ironic humor in that moment rather than just yell at them or go hide.

BUT THIS MORNING was NOT one of those mornings.  I was attempting to clean kitchen and cook them a late breakfast (I am SO going to miss vacation sleeping in...snnf...snff).  Of their own accord, I found them like this.

Dragon Master told Hulk he would read him a book and below is how Hulk looked the whole time.  Such a warm, peaceful feeling to see them like this.  Even my 2.5 year old likes comic strip books.  It's contagious in this house.  

But once Hulk saw I had a camera...

He was pulling as many goofy faces as he could.

Dragon Master tries to make Hulk's head cooperative while reading (because he is sweet and cooperative for me like that), but Hulk could only hear the Siren song of my point and shoot.

 And then, in another room, Judy Moody was helping The Quiet Man build a lovely virtual Webkinz house and explaining it all to him so patiently.  There is always hope!

PS.  Ignore the desk.  I use it for work, but it is the dumping ground for all school items, paperwork, and creative center for the prolific little men in my life.  Someday, I hope that is not the case, but for now, I will take several blissful minutes this morning when I could feel the love in our home as older brother and sister gave positive attention to little brothers and all was still and quiet.  Probably my last little miracle at the end of the Christmas season.  There have been many this year!