Almost too easy

My kids are sometimes the most impossible, crazy, hair-pulling-inducing pair around.   And sometimes they are just too easy.  Like on a cold afternoon recently when we really all needed to go outside for some fresh air but just couldn't face the cold.  Instead, I got down all of the Christmas books we own, and they pounced on them, taking big piles to my bed, cuddling up under a blanket and reading oh-so-happily for a good long time.  The power of books in this household is pretty awesome.