There are moments when the glass is actually half full without having to squeeze one eye shut and wrinkle up nose, forehead, and a sizable part of the rear end. Moments when there is silence without absence, when everyone is happily and quietly pursuing the one or other interest, when no temples get slashed by the corner of desks, no arms get pinched by baby fingers, no melodramatic ballads get hurled in the air of a tired after-dinner clean up, and no story problems evoke lengthy vitriolic diatribes.
The other day there was such a moment. Zoë had logged onto Skype for a science jam session with grandpa, Lea had a sea of colors assembled around her, eyes steadied on a beautiful O’Keffe rendition of a poppy, and Jules sat by himself in the back of the yard making mud pies for our new neighbors, an extended family of snails.
Funny enough, I almost missed it. I guess I got a little too busy with squeezing one eye shut.
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