Today was what mother's heaven must be like. Two kids sitting at the table with a hint of sun shining in the window and no one was asking for anything. Nothing. At least for 10 minutes. Carson can read to herself now and Sam (who was just crying about not being able to draw anything) was drawing lots of intricate little scribbles. Each one had an elaborate story to go with it. Must be that Waldorf school we are sending him to.