It was an early Sunday evening when Jason decided to sit down at the keyboard and practice playing some hymns.
He had barely pulled to cover off of the keyboard before Milayla pushed her chair over to the piano and sat down next to Jason. As soon as Atticus came into the room he quickly followed suit.
As Jason played his chosen song, each child very thoughtfully pushed on their own notes, Milayla on the low notes and Atticus on the high ones;
'I am a Child of God' has never been played with such a wide range of notes.
The moment was beautiful. It was beautiful because it said so many things without any words at all. These kids love music. But, most importantly, they love their Daddy.
They love getting to ride on his shoulders. They love getting tickles. They love having him join in for bedtime songs and books. They love getting to tell him all about their day when he gets home. They love getting surprise phonecalls from him during the day. They love just getting to spend time with him - no matter what it is.
They admire him and look up to him. They are so happy to call him 'daddy'. And that, is beautiful.
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