Togetherness

These are the holy moments of our days together.

Mostly, our days are filled with the mundane.  Then, I glance over to where the two of you are playing by the window.  There is so much love in the way you look at him.  "Hey buddy," I hear you quietly say, "how much bigger is my hand than yours?"

And someday, when you are all grown up, and your manly-man talk consists of the weather, or politics, or your grown-up life, you won't remember this.  But, I will.  Because it's locked inside my heart.