Play Time In the Sunroom

After dinner last night the girls asked to play with their M&Ms. For some reason I let them. Amazingly, they didn't eat them. They played with them. Together. In the sunroom. Alone. For an hour.

I heard no loud voices. No shouts of "Stop that", "No", "That's mine", or anything of the sort. I heard only nice voices and the slight clatter of M&M's on plastic plates.