A spring snowstorm had the kiddos climbing the walls. The Sweetie Pie sent them all out into the storm, and then he and I sat in quiet warmth for nearly an hour.

I’d have thought myself cruel for sitting at the window with a cup of hot tea watching them in the cold snow…if it wasn’t for all the giggles, rosy cheeks, and shrieks of laughter whenever someone tumbled off the sled into a drift. Clearly, we each got exactly what we needed.