It's a quiet evening. The curtains have been drawn, laundry folded, Boston's toys put away and the dish washer is humming softly in the back ground. Boston is playing quietly and content, his tired eyes signaling me that it's almost time to lay him down for bed. Travis is home safe now, finally able to relax and enjoying a foreign film.
These are the moment's I cherish. Nothing out of the ordinary, but completely extraordinary. Funny how everything fits naturally right where it's at. This moment is perfect and I wouldn't change it for the world.