Darling just got home. Late.
The boys have been waiting for him because they practice spelling words together. Darling just walked in the door and Middle One immediately started talking about what he's wearing for Red Ribbon Week tomorrow.
Darling stood there and looked at him and gave him such loving attention that it took my breath away.
I love that man. I love how he loves our kids. I love that even after a long day at work, he can come in the door and even before dropping his briefcase, he can stand and listen to our son with rapt attention.
How does he do that?