It was one of those moments when everything just felt right with the world. I was heading down Grandma’s stairway with suitcase in hand, when across the room I saw Ethan push a little red fire truck from one end to the other. On his way back, our easily distracted boy saw Mommy and Cousin Ava playing with blue ball, which he picked up and tossed to them. It was a moment to reflect on how our Ethan has grown from baby to boy and reminded me of how much God has blessed us with such a wonderful addition to our family.