Tonight I rocked Brandon to sleep after reading books while we listened to Jack Johnson. Holden jumped and kicked so furiously that he would move Brandon's arm. Brandon didn't seem to mind, he just closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep. It was a pretty amazing moment - my two sons and I, our hearts beating within inches of each other. I know Brandon is probably too old to rock to sleep each night, but it is my favorite time of the day and I can't seem to give it up. I will give up everything else, but not that. Not yet.