It was a rough morning. Diva smacked her sister, Munchkin screamed bloody murder, woke the baby and time outs were had. I had been up every hour or so during the night and not in the mood for shenanigans.
After things calmed down a bit, I fed G-man, left him sleeping in our bed and began breakfast clean up.
After I couple minutes I noticed it. Silence. Too much of it.
I went into my bedroom and saw two girls snuggling their baby brother.
A tender mercy, for which I am so grateful.