A few weeks ago the boys were getting ready for school. I overheard Connor telling Mark that he needed to shave. My ears perked up. I heard them discussing it and Mark helping him and giving him instructions on the proper way to shave. The next day Mark came home with this razor so Connor could have his very own.
I know it sounds like a little thing and I am aware I can be a little overly sentimental but these are the kinds of milestones I would think about when Mark was fighting for his life. There were times when I was afraid he wouldn't be here to teach the boys these kinds of things.
I'm so grateful he is.