Zach and I drove the boys to Minnesota Friday night, which was quite the adventure. Anders was tired and apparently hungry and not happy about being in the car seat. I squeezed between the carseats in the back and was singing songs to try to distract the boys from their misery.
Anders was finally quieting down and I had been singing "Father I adore you, and I lay my life before you..." I had gone on to another song. Isaac turned to me and sweetly asked, "Momma wanna hold you and sing the life song again?" So I put my arm around him and sang "Father I adore you" again.
Oh, it gets better.
Then he turned to me, reached up, and started caressing my face and hair.
And then I melted like a pad of butter on a warm plate.
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