User blog:JohnWhitaker/Scott and Alex Summers

“Dad are we there yet?” I smiled as I looked down and ruffled my son’s chestnut hair. “Almost Scott. Almost.” I pulled my wife closer to me on the seat and breathed in the beautiful fragrance of her hair. I kissed her forehead and watched as my boys told jokes to each other and rolled themselves out of the seat laughing. The night went on, and Scott and Alex slowly fell asleep with their heads resting on each other. They looked so peaceful. I turned my head to Katherine who was reading her favorite book quietly. Everything was perfect, what could possibly happen?