December 17

Brady never misses the opportunity to scamper up this particular tree as we walk to pick up Abby from school each afternoon. And lately, he also doesn't miss the opportunity to ask me to take his picture among the branches:

There's something comforting about the predictability of his behavior. And there's something so sweet about watching the corners of his mouth turn upward to form a satisfied, proud little grin.

It's a small thing, but it's worth a lot to me. (And as an aside for the eagle-eyed: Yes, those are pajamas. It was PJ day at preschool, and he wore a fresh pair all day long!)