I sat down to eat breakfast this morning, like I do every morning. Or eat it over the sink, whatever. The boys are both in the family room, and usually it goes like this: "Mooommmmmm....Sean's messing up my toys/books/imaginary spaceship." or "Hey! I was playing with that, Seanie!" or the latest "You naughty BABY!" followed by Sean's whimpers because something has just been taken away from him. This morning, none of that. This morning they took turns sitting in a rocking chair, passed around some toys, and giggled together.
I love the sound of my two boys playing together. Music to my ears. :)