June 18

When I got home from running errands this morning, I found my teenagers gathered on the living room floor, playing with a selection of their favorite stuffed animals.

The sight made me smile because I love it when they hang out together. I love the sound of their collective laughter and, as weird as it sounds, I love the strange scenarios they dream up for their animals when they join forces and get creative.

One of my most fervent prayers is that they will be good friends when they're adults, and scenes like this give me hope that it will happen.