I couldn’t find the boys one afternoon. They were outside, which in and of itself was enough to make this mom happy. I watched from a distance for a while as they battled with sticks in our yard, dying dramatic deaths, making loud sound effects and exhibiting astounding ninja moves. I of course grabbed my camera, as any crazy mother looking for her P365 photo of the day would do. I got a few not very good shots of the wonderful play.
Then as they walked back toward the house, it happened. I caught the rarest of moments. On film (well, you know what I mean). It’s not a great quality photo, but one I know I will always cherish. Two brothers and a fleeting act of affection. Heros banded together against the world. My sons.