Daddy picks up Walker each evening and they play while I get an hour to do whatever I want — go to the gym, pay bills, catch up on work, grab some wine and gossip with a friend. The boys have a wonderful time and have recently been playing “guys” a lot. That entails taking some of his little toys, frequently it’s the spacemen, and having conversations like.

“Hi, how are you?”
“I am fine.”
“I like pretzels. Want to fly?”

And then they pretend to fly around the house. Last night there was a bit of a different twist. In the midst of playing Guys, Walker set them up on the couch and asked Daddy to take a photo of him with his friends. He was so very proud when he saw it that he asked Daddy to send it to me.

I got the email while sitting at a red light on my way home. It was the most wonderful email I’ve ever received and I drove home with a stupid grin plastered across my face.