So last weekend, I was reading in the family room when this noise drifted to my ears. What's that? Surely it's not LAUGHING. Surely it isn't MY children actually getting along? Nope. No way. But I kept hearing it, so I snuck off the couch, through the dining room, and into the kitchen where I could peak around the corner to witness what this foreign sound was:
Cheese and rice! It WAS laughter! And yes, when you see a FRIENDLY game of Uno (versus the fighting version so often overheard between these two siblings) you capture the hell out of that moment.