Earlier this week, Kansas Dad stopped at a home improvement store on his way to work. Walking back out to the car, he noticed Second Son's car seat in the back. (He meets me and brings Second Son home once a week when the older three and I go to Catechesis.) Knowing we were supposed to drive to story hour with snacks for the group and show and tell, he turned the car around and drove thirty minutes home in time to move the car seat (in the rain!) to the van for our day.
That's love.
