Just had a memorably peaceful dinner out with the kids. I looked at my husband toward the end of the meal with an eyeball message that conveyed: Wow. Is this really going this well?
He eyeballed back: Incredible! One for the record books.
I think it was nearly an hour of sitting, ordering food, and eating calmly. No trips to the bathroom. No dumped milk. No arguments. Nothing but compliments about the food (none of which was what they'd asked for -- pizza/hot dogs).
Heaven. Absolute heaven.