Perfect Alignment

This morning I was checking my emails and catching up on blogs, when a frightening thought suddenly hit me; the house was too quiet.

As all mothers of young children know, a quiet house usually means that your children are on the roof, or some other horrific thing that only children are capable of conceiving.

Imagine my astonishment when I found my two babies - - - - reading on the couch.

Not fighting. Not making a mess. Not hitting each other. Not eating illegal chocolates. Not cutting up the couch with scissors.

Reading.

The stars must be in perfect alignment today.

I'm going to go die of shock now.