Tuesday, March 26, 2013

My Son is My Hero

My oldest son is only 4, but today he gave me a peek into the kind of man he will be. I went to get him up from his nap, and we were sitting on the floor of his room. We heard a noise downstairs. I figured it was the dog, and wasn’t worried about it. But, my son stands up and says, “You stay here. I’ll go see what it was.” Four. Years. Old. My hero. This one is for you, Monkey.

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