Kings and Queens

I spent a good chunk of my day with a certain thirteen year old girl. I picked her up from school and we drove here and there. She giggled about Justin Beiber, boyfriends, and Twilight, and pancaked in between all of that, we dealt with some tough stuff, all with the goal of keeping her safe.

As we were driving to our final destination, we were both tired and hungry. The chatty girl grew a little more serious. She quietly announced, "You guys are all so nice." And then, she said sheepishly, "It's like you treat us like kings and queens."


(Be. Still. My. Heart.)

Oh girl, if you only knew that was my goal all along.