April 7

As I watched the Little Boys run toward the playground this afternoon, my heart smiled.

I love how often they hold hands. I know this phase won't last long --before I know it they'll cringe at the idea of holding hands, opting instead for intensive wrestling matches and grunting sessions, no doubt-- so I savor these little moments.

Because they're undoubtedly some of the sweetest moments this life on earth has to offer.