This boy regularly makes my heart melt. The question we are constantly asking ourselves is, "How can one boy be so ornery and frustrating and so sweet, loving and cuddly?" He has a bad habit of not listening to my directions, hitting his siblings, and crawling into bed with me in the middle of the night, leeching himself to my side and asking for scriptures for Christmas.

A couple of weeks ago he asked if he could start taking piano lessons, since he can read now. When I told him yes, you would have thought it was already Christmas morning the way his face lit up.

My heart melted for him again this morning when I took the kids to their new school. Tweedledum and Tweedledee knew a couple of other kids that they went to pre-K with, but not the Tank. I wanted to cry for him and hold his hand in line until it was time for him to go to class. Instead I had to leave him in his line in the cafeteria and walk out the door, not even getting to be there when he met his new teacher. Oh, the joys and heartbreaks of motherhood.