So tonight, it was really warm out. I told Evan I had a surprise for him out in my car, his own tee ball tee and home plate. He already had his pajamas on and not shoes, but he wanted to go outside with me to my car, so his Mommy said "carry him." As I'm carrying a noticeably heavier and taller Evan to my car on a warm starlit Spring night, I said "Evan, I'm going to be really sad when you get even bigger and you don't want me to carry you anymore." He said, "It's okay Daddy, we'll still be best friends," and he laid his cheek against mine.