Downstairs I Hear This Magic...

From upstairs I can hear all of this magical awesomeness happening...and Mummy is softly singing, "Zoey, Daddy, Mummy, Maggie!" over and over again and I'll bet that there isn't a Buddhist temple that can summon a more peaceful, soothing, heart mending missive than those soft, rhythmic words.

"Zoey, Daddy, Mummy, Maggie!"  Repeat until blissful.