Quiet

It used to be that a quiet around the house meant that all the toilet paper was being unrolled, all mommy's pajamas were being pulled out of a drawer, things were being colored on that should not or my lipstick was covering a child's body. I can't tell you how glorious it felt to come out from blow drying my hair to that eerie quiet but find this...Abigail reading quietly in the living room to the dog and lamb that she has all tucked in and ready for bed. She's such a sweet little thing.