There’s no better view in a mother’s life (at least in this mother’s life) than both kids sleeping at the same time. It is a rarity, which is probably what makes it so joyful. And even though Hutch is all hunched over looking very uncomfortable and the van is a cluttered mess and the picture was snapped in the driveway of a house that I know is going to be filthy when I walk back in, and it’s 4:19 and I don’t have a plan for supper, even though all of that is true, for this one moment my world is at peace. My boys are quiet. My head is clear. And as I listen to their snores and scroll through news feeds, prolonging this rare glimmer of quietude for as long as possible, I am happy.