Gavin is sleeping late. I just checked on him. His cheeks are blushed and his hair is messy. His eyes were closed, but he knew I was in the room. He’s tuckered out because we had company this weekend. He ran around non-stop with his older cousins. It was a treasure watching them. After the campfire in the backyard they tired and sat on the couch together to watch a movie. The older boys were incredible with Gavin. Gavin is 3.5 years old and his cousins, twins, are 9. They treated Gavin as their peer, not a baby, and Gavin thrived within their companionship. This was the kind of weekend that fills the heart with joy. A refueling of humanity to witness family members who truly care for one another and relax into the company while appreciating the echos of laughter.