Awhile ago I read how a mother longed for a quiet minute, just one itsy bitsy minute in her day. It was when Ty was a babe and slept all day and I was doing a few designs at home, and my house was so silent and I hoped it wouldn't be long until it was full of noise and laughter. Almost five years later I long for that moment.  Tonight as we sat down for dinner there was this three second window of pure silence. It was really weird but quite enjoyable. I challenged us to have a quiet dinner and really thought it could be done...silly me. Today, there was a point that me and Brooke were yelling over ours kids just so we could hear each other. :) I sure do cherish the noise, but that little moment at dinner was quite lovely too.