A Snapshot in Words – Can You Picture It?

This is a typical moment in our home.  A picture without an image.

Kevin and I standing in the bathroom.  Yes. The bathroom. Not brushing our teeth or using the facilities – just being in the bathroom, the tiny bathroom, discussing some life matter of importance only to grown ups.   Taxes. Insurance.  Who needs the car the most tomorrow.

We hear hallway commotion and peek out the door.

We see:

One giant boy riding back and forth in the hall on his little brother’s Batman big wheel. (The Batman big wheel that taught Otto the difference between right and left with its mechanical voice shouting directions.  The Batman big wheel that lives inside our hallway.)

One giant daughter climbing from the outside banister of the stairs, Spiderman-style, preparing to take a giant leap to the floor beneath.

There’s a plastic suction-tipped orange arrow stuck to the sign in the wall.

The front door is wide open and it’s about forty degrees outside.

And that only accounts for two of our children.

And yes, after our silent peek through, we don’t say a word.

We just shut the door.