We went for a walk on base last night. It was quiet, with just the sound of the Mississippi Kite's chattering, along with the soft cooing of the Mourning Dove. Eve skipped on the sidewalk, I held the baby, and Judah rode in the stroller. There was the occasional wave to a friendly resident, the splash of a few sprinklers, some playground play, and a flat stroller tire.
The night was capped off by another beautiful New Mexico sunset - a gorgeous backdrop for the drive home.
Perhaps some might think that a Saturday night spent with small children would be dull.
I strongly disagree. They are delightful.