Everything is cool.

So Holly is crawling-

and Rush and Tate are playing soccer, on the same team-

and as active and crazy and bonkers as it is for choice moments of every day, it’s generally calm at home.  People who witnessed a no-nap tantrum at the zoo today might not believe it, but it’s true.  And people who sat behind us in church and watched us make three (more? less?) trips to the bathroom and/or nursery might not believe it, but we can get home and people can be chill.  I mean, we have our moments, but also, we have our moments.