The other evening it was time for baths, but Max said "Dance party, pwease!?" I had to say yes. I asked what should we dance to and he said, "the song for me!". Which, I actually have two songs for him, but I knew he meant "Loves Me Like a Rock" by Paul Simon.
He got out his little baseball bat and played it like a guitar. We danced in the living room at dusk with the blinds wide open. Holding hands and turning up the volume. Billy bounced Sully around to the beat. I sang my heart out to those little boys.
Picking more music. My little DJs.
It's moments like this that time stands still and I feel like we have it all. Nothing can come in between the love we have for one another. Sully clapping his hands to the music, Max spinning wildly in his underware. Billy looking as handsome as ever. In that moment my smile could've just about turned to tears. I needed nothing else in this whole wide world...except for maybe a half dozen more of these sweet babies dancing at my feet ;) (jk, jk...I'm not having 8 kids!)