"Mom, did you see that!" he incredulously spouted.
Without a thought my old reply slipped out of my mouth, "Boy, I've been telling you for years, If you start it, she will finish it."
I don't think the kids realized my misstep; they both just giggled. I tried to play it off a few minutes later, "Ya know, Wade. She has two little brothers which means she has twice as much practice beating them up."
He tried to be macho. I tried to be in the present. We had a fantastic trip to Washington D. C. Our aunt and uncle created a memorable week for their grandchildren and Wade. We averaged walking about 8 miles a day and saw so much history of this great country. Wade wrestled with the Fletch and Dougie whenever the moment presented itself and I was thankful that after so much change - the way my son loves and plays has not changed.
In fact, he seems strengthened, more driven to be unchanged by the events of last summer.
Filled with family, I am thankful for so much love.