June 9

I could hear the boys' enthusiastic voices emanating from the living room as I came up the stairs from the garage after running some errands early this afternoon.

As I rounded the corner, there they were, seated in their customary spots on the carpet, engaged in a spirited round of Mario Kart.

The occasional overly loud exclamation aside, it was a peaceful time; a harmonious time of brotherly bonding. And for that, I am grateful.