Right out the gate, maybe that’s a little ego-centric…after all, I bet most parents share this joy. Listening to your kids sleep. I love it.

We have a small house, so I can hear them across the way, or down the hall. Sometimes I go in to their room just to blow them a kiss.

It’s funny to think about this tenderness, juxtaposed to the slow burn of bewilderment (and frustration) I sometimes feel when they are doing everything under the sun but what I really want them to do.

Ah, the joy…!