Parenthood could be described similar to seeing a 3-hour epic movie in 2 second chunks over several year’s. I realized this recently when I put it together that my tiny charge was all of a sudden stringing words together. Normally, my brother T just spews out single words – sometimes proclamations full of emotions and other times just a non-stop string of labels.

This morning while getting ready for work and school he lugged a giant tractor into the bathroom and mumbled “Big Truck”…in my normal sing-song Texas voice I said ‘that’s right buddy – it’s a big truck’ and then it hit me…it was a big truck! He get’s it and he said them together! Little victories…..