January 14

The elementary school bell is the first to ring in the afternoon, so Brady and I always have a few minutes of us-time before we head out to pick up Abby and Isaac.

I typically meet him on the blacktop and then we walk down the path toward the car together while he tells me a little about his day. I hear all about PE, music, recess, speech, who behaves (and who doesn't!), lunchtime... the life of the average third grader, I suppose. And as we walked today, I listened to his chirpy voice and looked over at his freckled cheeks like I always do when he shares those precious details and realized how much I treasure those minutes with my baby.

So tonight, I'm grateful to have them.