March 14

School, baseball, homework, bed. That was, in a nutshell, my Tuesday. And all was well until Isaac's game started at 5 and poor Brady began to complain that his ear hurt. He's usually a pretty tough little cookie, but there were actual tears involved, so I knew it must've been the real deal.

There wasn't much we could do by then, since it was post-doctor's office hours, so he stayed in this position --cuddled up against Adam's shoulder-- through much of the affair.

I've said it previously, but it's a blessing to be able to comfort other people. We may not be able to take away the pain itself, but it's nice that our presence can make it just a little bit better.