The middle

Well, there are a lot of things to say about the past month, really the past week. But for now, let me just say this: you don't always know how to expect small blessings. This morning, John crawled into the bed with me and Jessica about 6. He was curled up in the middle, about back asleep, and he had the cutest smile on his face. It hit me. For the first time in more than two years, John has a middle to climb into.