When I looked around me after school today I could see my 11 year old with his feet in the air reading a Horrible History book about the Normans. My seven year old was snuggled up under a quilt with his older sister and he was reading to her. My eldest boy was at the table doing homework.
I looked at them all, happy and peaceful, and thought that this is exactly how I wish all our afternoons could be: happy and busy and calm and industrious.
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