Driving boys up into the hills yesterday so they could mountain bike home, the world seemed to glow and frolic.
They took off at lightening speed like homing pigeons - but not before calling out over their shoulder ... "You're the coolest mom there is! Who else would strap a bike rack to the car and drive us out here?"
And all became very quiet and holy inside me - their words are the reverence of a lifetime. Ah! To be the coolest mom in the eyes of teenage boys! :)