This was waiting for me on the table when we got home from calling hours tonight.
My sister (who had the children in bed and also gave me a neck massage, so feel free to start her application for sainthood anytime) informed me that Levi and Elias asked to leave it there so didn’t forget I had boys.
If I HAD forgotten – in the six hours since I’ve seen them – I think the mud-soaked laundry and the stray Legos would have tipped me off. Ya know?
But I went in and kissed them goodnight, just to be sure I remembered.