I love...

I had to sneak it to get this picture. Sometime after Corey gets home they go upstairs with Corey and pretend to be birds. Our great big king sized bed is their nest, the rug with flowers on it is the field where they gather food, and they hide under the blankets when a wolf (our dog, Kira) comes near the nest. I know all this only because they tell me about it when they come down with red cheeks and full of laughter. At first I felt a little left out when Erika told me that she didn't want me to come and play. But now I love sitting downstairs and listening to their feet run back and forth, their uncontrolled laughter, their special time.