Each night I pray for, hug, and kiss each of my boys good night. They won't go to sleep until I do. We discuss heavy topics, pray for special situations and I'll often sing to them while scratching their backs. Riece, my 7th graders, begs for extra hugs and will often crack a few jokes or tell a quick story, making us both dissolve in stifled giggles. I love his rascally quips and brilliantly quick whit.
One particular day had been extremely busy, crowding out our quality conversation time. Despite being home-schooled, there are days we barely connect between his classes on campus, sports, youth group activities, and his social time with buddies.
