The boys wanted some batting practice after school, so following a quick pit stop at home for Brady's baseball bag and some food at home, I took them over to the cages.
I've had far, far better days than this one, but standing there watching them interact with each other was a blessing. Even when they bicker --even when they chuck balls at each other and laugh manically when a pitch veers way, way out of its intended path-- their care for one another still manages to shine through.
I know this isn't a new observation, but I'm again thankful for their brotherly love.
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