I think we warped into a parallel universe. This morning, not a child to be found in their rooms, putzing around, refusing to get dressed, shouting that it's THEIR life and they should be able to do whatever they want.
Instead, all three were dressed, shoes on, backpacks ready, had breakfast, and were playing peacefully together downstairs. Drawing or something.
All 3 having breakfast means that Gabriel facilitated, since there are some things only he can reach. Julian can reach most things, but Katrina can't reach anything yet, so the boys apparently took care of everything for her. (Except her ponytail, Dave did that when he found them all quietly working together. I would be very amused if they did her hair too, but I wouldn't put it past them -- Gabriel has put her to bed completely before, including washing and combing her hair!)
Gabriel and his pal Parth have been working on their airplane company again. This is what Gabriel would rather be doing than his book reports, and I can't entirely blame him:
So they were all pitching in to the airplane company ("Super Airlines") today. They had Katrina designing and drawing airplanes this morning, praising her like a 6-week-old puppy. The boys compete for her attention and to guide her, and she's come to expect it. One very spoiled little sister!
But this morning it was parents who were spoiled. What an easy, relaxed, and -- dare I say it -- enjoyable morning! Can we do this again tomorrow please?
10/19/2010 (DaVE's 44th birthday today! We had tiramisu cake, mmm :) )