"Beauty sometimes needs to be drawn out. Better stated, sometimes beauty doesn’t recognize its own preciousness." --M. Broaddus
Yeah, I got a little weepy.
Of course, last week, Maurice topped it with the post where he breaks down and analyzes a love letter sent by his son to a girl in his class.
His son is seven.
The letter reads:
Will you date me? You are very cute. I like how you wear your hair. I love you. Do you like to play with me? Do you love me?
I love him already.
Would that boys five times his age could be so honest and forthright.