Early this morning, I woke up naturally. When I opened my eyes, I saw that my husband and a pair of children were already awake.

The three of them looked at me from under the quilt, as if they were waiting for me to wake up.

The sunlight in the cracks in the curtains was particularly bright, shining on their faces, and I felt that their hair was shining.

I couldn't help but kiss my chubby daughter and said: Baby, I love you!

My daughter responded with a smile, turned her head towards my son's face, imitated me, and said: Brother, I love you!

My son probably thought it was a game of Solitaire, but he turned to my husband and said the same thing: Dad, I love you!

My husband smiled contentedly and hugged my son in response.

Unexpectedly, my son kept urging him: Dad, it’s your turn!

Love needs to be expressed!

Love must be expressed. This is what I often say to my son. I always tell him that every feeling we have must be expressed. Don’t take it personally and don’t let others guess. Especially love, only when it is expressed can it be expressed.

Only those you love know.

My straight husband took the three of us into his arms and said affectionately: I love you, I love you three, and I will love you forever!

My daughter was the first to giggle and dance, and accidentally kicked my son. My son was ticklish and started kicking too.

For a while, the four of us were in a mess, laughing and joking, having fun for a long time.

My husband got up and was going to cook. He asked us what we wanted to eat. The three of us announced the dishes one by one, and there were all kinds of dishes.

When he walked out the door, I said to my son and daughter: Dad went to cook for us, and the three of us quietly dried the quilt. When he came back, we told him that we had done a magic trick for him. He would definitely be surprised.

When they heard it, they were eager to try it. Children's favorite game is this kind of game.

The two of them got up really fast, much faster than usual when going to school. They were each vying to help me and carry the quilt together.

The house is such a big place. We shuttle back and forth between the room and the balcony. My husband is in the kitchen, so he naturally knows everything about us.

After the quilt was dried and the clothes were thrown into the washing machine, my son mysteriously went to the kitchen, pulled my husband back to the bedroom, and performed "magic tricks" on him.

My husband is very familiar with this kind of game routine. He cooperates enthusiastically. My son feels happy and full of accomplishment, and my daughter claps and applauds next to him.

After opening the curtains, a small half of the room was filled with sunlight, and the sunlight in my heart was even fuller.

After lunch, my husband took the two children out to bask in the sun and breathe fresh air. I didn’t want to go out, so I stayed at home and basked in the sun and read Zhihu.

At this moment, when I saw this topic, I suddenly understood something.

A few days ago, I was still feeling sad. The acquaintances in my circle of friends either posted exquisite selfies, lived in spacious houses, or had successful careers.

I don't seem to have either.

However, I obviously also have many happy moments!

For example, today's situation, I can feel it every day, why do I focus on what I don't have but ignore what I have?

A few minutes ago, I said something about not eating fish for a long time, and my husband went out to the supermarket to look for it.