Saturday night is the only night we have all 5 of our children under one roof. (We can discuss how we reached that arrangement later.). Anyway, Miles (our 2-year-old) decided to be a dinosaur and chase me while roaring. The twin 6-year-olds hurriedly cleared their dinner dishes and joined in. Now they were taking turns being polar bears and dinosaurs and chasing and catching each other. It wasn't too long before Lydia, our 15-year-old daughter, was also being chased - all of them giggling and screeching with delight. By this time, I had removed myself from the game so I could police the activity. We don't usually have such wild games because at least 3 of our 5 can get rather carried away and get into trouble. But this was so fun to watch. They were all joyful and enjoying each other so much.
Then just when I thought it couldn't get much better, Emmett got up and joined the raucous game. Those of you who know us will already know that Emmett is pretty severely autistic. He is Lydia's twin so he's also 15. Often times, shrieking and running would overwhelm him but this time he wanted in. Pretty soon he was running around and smiling. It was a magical moment.
It has been, and will continue to be, hard work gluing this family together. But sometimes we have moments like this that remind us how wonderful our family is.
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