Jun
28
My son got home from camp today. Finally life is as it should be.
I’m glad he got to go, we were getting to that point in the summer break where the boys were snapping at each other more often, and everyone was tired of being stuck inside during the seemingly constant storms lately. He was ready for something different, and a week of good old fashioned outdoor fun was just the thing to break the monotony.
But it did my heart good to see how happy Nolan was to have his brother home. He missed Tanner right away, maybe more than I did. Ok, that’s not possible, but he missed him alot. I warned him that even though Tanner missed us too and was ready to come home, I knew he’d also be worn out from such a busy week and that his good mood might not last for long.
But I was wrong. He was worn out, but he was so happy to be home, happy to hang out with his little brother all day. Not once did I hear any bickering, yelling, tormenting. Just laughter. What a sweet sound.
I know that the peace and love flowing around our home tonight probably won’t last long, but I’m soaking it up for now. Everyone is tucked into their bed where they belong, and all is right in the world.
















