Work together

I have to admire their ingenuity.

I was pretty insistent that it was rest time. And rest time means you play quietly in your own room. By yourself.

Since Abby and Caleb both wanted to play with the train tracks, I told them they could each take half to their rooms and shut the door.

And then I watched as this track snaked slowly into the hallway from two directions.

"Mommy," a little voice called out from one of their rooms. "When our tracks get close, will you connect them, please?"

How could I say no?