My tired little toddler, sleeping on my lap earlier today.
And in a decidedly not-so-wordless manner, a snippet from my morning:
Just me and four boys - two mine and two more toddlers.
Mid-morning they began to play my favourite game, bringing all of their blankets and pillows out, piling them on the floor, and pretending to have a nap.
Suddenly, for one blessed moment...there was silence.
Four boys and silence.
I closed my eyes, breathed it in, savoured it.
And then someone giggled, someone else followed suit, blankets became a collaborative fort, and the previously quiet moment became beautiful in a new way.
I hope your day was filled with beautiful moments as well.