April 25

When I picked up Isaac after school today, I watched as he bent down and plucked a flower from a plant that somehow seeded itself by the base of a stop sign. When he got in the car a moment later, he offered it up to me with a smile.

The scene, while a sweet one in and of itself, reminded me of one of my very favorite images of Logan. He was very small, and just as I snapped the photo, he stretched out his little hand to offer me a flower.

Two sweet gifts from two sweet boys, offered up many years apart. For the gift of what was then and of what is now, I am thankful.