This is a moment that doesn't happen very often. I'm sitting on a chair in my bedroom beside Geoff's/my bed, feet propped up on the bed frame, computer on my lap.
In front of me on the bed are Seth and Lizzie. They've been playing there for almost an hour. I have been here this whole time, but mostly silent, just watching. Lizzie is lying on her back with her feet propped up on Seth's butt as he lies on his stomach laughing. In fact, both of them are laughing. It's one of the greatest sounds in the universe. They've been rolling over and over each other laughing, standing up on the bed only to drop to their bums in a state of giggles as they crash into each other, lying down and touching the soles of their feet together while trying to push each other off of the bed, and talking nonstop the whole time...even when they make up nonsense sounds and words that send them into the next fit of laughter. Every once in a while, one of the kids looks at me and blows me a kiss, just glad to have me here.
I think these are happy children. I think they are content children. I think they are settled children. It's great to see.