March 11

The Little Boys set up two different ramps today and an afternoon of energetic car racing commenced.

I love it when they play with those tiny, die-cast cars; how they laugh and giggle and carry on as they race tiny maroon Mustangs against glittery red Dodge Chargers. It never matters who wins; it really is, for them in those moments, about playing together and having brotherly fun.

And in my mind's eye, I can see Logan right there with them, where he belongs. And for that, I'm grateful.