The little social creatures.
"Reading" books on the kitchen floor whilst I am cooking.
What, mommy, I'm just reading here!
The ducks who, I think, get fed by some of the neighbors because as soon as they saw us opening the curtains in the morning, they set themselves up on our lawn and demanded something loudly.
Food, I think.
They are learning to share space.
Pasta in hand, in mouth and on the spork. Just in case.
And our bedtime routine where The Man has already finished reading the books to our kids, but then our kids "read" the books back out to The Man.