I was in the kitchen for a while and the playroom was unusually quiet for too long. I peeked around the corner and found this:
They were both doodling on their magnadoodles, smiling and genuinely interacting.
I left them alone and went to do some laundry. After about twenty minutes of silence, I prepared myself for a disaster as I rounded the corner to the playroom. Sure no one was crying or injured of complaining, but I was imagining a purple marker on the white bookcases, or glue sticks smuggled from the desk drawer.
Nope.
These two had moved away from the magnadoodles and dragged out the blocks and duplo blocks and were happily, quietly playing together.
Totally melts my heart.
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