Maybe I am doing something right

This morning the kids were really at their finest.  Some of the highlights include:

•  Carter was running around and pushed his sister into the window sill (luckily no bumps or bruises but lots of tears.) 
• They were hugging each other on the couch and I was sitting right next to them.  All of a sudden Carter pushes his sister off the couch headfirst into the coffee table.  (Once again no blood, bumps, or bruises but lots of tears.)
• Ava refused to leave her big brother alone and wanted to take every single toy that he was playing with.  We have an entire toy room filled with toys, but she insisted on stealing every single toy that Carter was playing with.  This caused quite a few problems as you can imagine.

Finally we made it upstairs to get cleaned up for the library.  I generally turn on Curious George for Carter to watch and there is a basket of toys for Ava to play with while I take my shower.  While I was getting my shower I could hear the television but it was miraculously, blessedly silent.  But when I got out of the shower I realized that Carter had opened my bedroom door and both kids were no where to be seen.  Or heard.  It is always a bad sign when you cannot hear one or both of them.  I immediately assumed that someone was injured, missing or quietly destroying something expensive.  But no!  They were sitting quietly in Carter's bedroom reading books together!  I loved it!  So I guess in spite of everything else this morning, maybe I am doing something right.