It's so terrible that something tragic takes place and we are all once again reminded to hug our kids tighter and kiss them over and over again. I should be doing that every day. Not just because I'm grateful that I was able to pick them up from school on Friday, unlike so many families in Connecticut. But it's reminders that we need. Reminders that we are blessed for every moment that we get to spend with these little people, these little gifts. And gifts they are. I'm sure like all of you, I spent my weekend being extra patient and giving lots of affection for no reason other than I got to, so I did. 

My little gifts, loving them dearly and wishing them safety in a very unsafe world.