My Sweet Boy

Tonight when I was tucking Rafe into bed we were talking about him starting school in just two weeks. I told him that I wanted to take just him somewhere really special one day next week. He could have a day where he chose everything we did. He looked at me with these sad, puppy dog eyes and said, "I don't want to go with just you. I want Stella Ross to go, too. She's my sister." How sweet is that? I thought he would jump all over the opportunity to have undivided attention, but once again he proved me wrong. He loves his sister to death, and if it's possible, she loves him that much and more. They are both extremely lucky!!