We're always busy. We've got four boys to run after and run around. It takes a village and all that.
BUT tonight is a perfect Saturday night. We are all at home...together. I've made popcorn. The sound of it calling to the boys like a siren of good times a 'comin. We've gathered in the living room, it's smell an aroma of joy clouding around us.
I hand the big, stainless steel bowl to my husband, and he nestles it in between us as I assume my spot next to him. Everyone waits for what comes next, a movie? some TV series we've never tried? an old favorite revisited? I was secretly hoping for a glass of wine and an early bedtime, but now I'm as into as any of them.
I look around the room at the faces of those I love most, and I'm happy, so very elated that we are here together on this perfect Saturday night.