Wednesday, March 1, 2017

March 1

It's not unusual for Brady to run up to Isaac to give him a hug at pick-up. It's a little less usual for them to walk down the path toward the car like this:

I felt a twinge as I strolled along behind them, and my fingers fumbled in my jacket pocket to find my phone before the moment ended. But as it turns out, I didn't really need to hurry, because they walked like this, heads bent toward one another, nearly the whole way.

I'll probably say it over and over again and I'll never get tired of saying it because I'm blessed that it's the truth: these kiddos genuinely love each other. And that's a giant gift with a big bow on it for me.

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