A moment in time

Right now I am experiencing something unusual: it is quiet in the house, even though the youngest three are home.  Both babies are napping (which is something they haven't wanted to do at the same time for a few weeks now), and Liam is playing Legos by himself.  When I have these rare periods of free time I feel like a chicken with its head cut off.  I can't choose what to do.  I've written about this before, but lately I have more hours like this every week.  It happens so little that I can't count on these hours, but often enough that I don't feel like I have to treasure it.  Funny, right?  Mostly I am loving that Liam is playing by himself.  The two older boys have recently gotten into the "real" Legos (vs. the Duplos) and they can play for, well, not hours, but certainly 30-45 minutes at a time.  I've actually started rewarding them whenever they play nice together with a "blooming flower".  We have six stems on our whiteboard every Monday and whenever they play together nicely for 30+ minutes a flower blooms on the stem.  When they argue/hit/yell at each other, a flower withers away.  If they have all six flowers in their "garden" on Saturday then they get to choose a reward, say a movie or ice cream outing.  This week they are working towards "Hop".  We'll see, but here's hoping!