For some of us, it was the first cook out of the year, a way to kick off the summer.
For one of us, it is his first cook out with family.
The wonder of these firsts will never be lost on me. What might be just another day for any other kid in any other family, is fantastic for him. He approaches each of these regular kid things with such unabashed joy, as if he can’t believe it’s real. He gets to sit here with his heroic brothers and doting sisters and eat until he is full (or until his mom thinks he should be…the kid is a bottomless pit). To him, that is heaven. For us, that’s the way it should be for every child.
–FullPlateMom, who is so grateful to get to call him hers.