Every afternoon these two have a patch of what can only be described as crazy time.
They go, quite frankly, a little bit bonkers.
It's that funny period of time between nap time and dinner time,
and as often as possible I'll try to get us out of the house at this time
so that they can properly let of steam.
It's exhausting,
but honestly, there is something about that time of day
which is totally full of magic
and an undefinable quality that I wish I could bottle up and keep forever.
This is the time of day when they really play together.
They will chase each other,
up and down, and round and round,
all while squealing with laughter
and occasionally falling into full blown hysteria.
They get so noisy and so over-excited.
And it would be so easy for me to get annoyed,
to try and stop the racket,
and sit them down to do something quietly instead.
But it's in those moments every afternoon
that I see so clearly
why having more than one child was so important to us as a family.
Because they quite simply adore each other;
as they laugh and chase and share smiles,
and delight in a crazy game that we'll never quite understand,
but which is theirs.
So long may our crazy afternoons continue
because the sound of their combined laughter
is the best sound on earth.