Normal Life

I know. I can't really claim to be "normal." But when I heard the boys playing in the kitchen, I just had to smile. I think children on all generations have cleared out a cupboard or two just to play with the contents inside. We have been so busy lately, that the boys haven't really found things to do on their own.
And I let them do it.
It brings about such creativity and role playing that the mess isn't the deal. I heard them talking about making a pizza and banging the pans brought giggles all around.
Ethan told me he was cutting an apple, probably because this is the little cutting board that I use to cut an apple or two.
Aww, normal life. How I love thee!