There are some moments where there is no fighting. No yelling. No loud noises. Where the kids are sitting right next to each other, but are not unhappy to be doing so.
I am blessed with very energetic and intense children. Three of them. Rarely is there a moment of quiet. Of calm. Even our daily quiet time is filled with banging, doors slamming, "moooooommmmmmyyyy, i have pee!", and an occasional angry outburst. More quiet, but not completely quiet.
These moments are savored by me. Possibly even more than the sweet treats they are enjoying.