Such great kids

Every now and then I am struck at how well the kids are behaving. This afternoon was one of those moments. Not this morning, though, mind you. We played with the pool on the deck. (It's shady on the deck midday, plus I don't have to deal with wrapping and unwrapping the long hose :P )

We had popsicles at snack time (the kids must love it when I'm pregnant, as I give in to sweet cravings WAY more!).

We had fun picking our first batch of mulberries.

Then we came inside, and I realized it was already time to make dinner. I was tired. It was noisy. Everyone crying or talking at once. Above it all I hear Nathan ask
"Can we clean the mulberries now?"
"Not now." Says I, following this with a lengthy explanation of shortage of time, and dinner prep to do, and all that gab. "Plus I'm tired right now. I could use some quiet time."
Nathan then goes off and whispers to Melanie and Matthew. And I hardly here a peep from them for the next half hour. They close a bedroom door and play with Nathan's latest duplo creations (rigs that deliver clothes pins)--whispering whenever they get out of the room to get more duplo pieces.

I shall enjoy that time of spontaneous sweet thoughtfulness all evening.
(And potentially longer if my baby brain will let me.)