Little Joseph has croup, and has been feeling horrible the past few days. When he woke up a few minutes ago, all he wanted was to "go ah-side and jump on da tram-pa-ween."
Look who took him out... all three of his older brothers... just because they love him.
I didn't have to beg, or cajole, and barter with any of them. Sean (the oldest) just took him out of my arms and said, "Come on, Joseph... let's go outside." And with a smile on his face, he and his other brothers went out, where they are now giving him the joy of jumping and playing.
I'm so proud of them all I actually have tears in my eyes as I post this.