May 19

It was a minimum (read: half) day for the Little Boys, which meant that Brady was released just 55 minutes before Isaac. So instead of heading home after K got out, we stopped to play at the park. Well, Brady played. I just watched.

And what I saw was him running up to a group of kids --some he knew, some were strangers-- and instigating a game. They ran and laughed and had a grand old time for 50 minutes, until I told him that we needed to go.

Given that I was pretty shy as a kid, it's remarkable to see my children interacting so freely with their peers. That fearless, unabashed comfort with others... it's a beautiful thing.