My Son, Always.

As Rachel and I were waking up this morning, Logan came in, as he always does. He wanted to crawl into the bed next to us so I told him to come over to my side and give me a hug. I lifted his thin, four year old little body up and gave him a big squeeze and kissed his head. I asked him, "Will you be my little boy forever?"

"N0 Dad, I have to grow up and get big."

"Will you always be good?"

"Yes, Dad."

"Will you always love me and your Mom?"

"Yes, Dad."

"Do you promise that you will always say your prayers?"

"Yes."

"Do you promise that you will never drink alcohol?"
"Yes."
"Do you promise that you will never smoke, do drugs, drink coffee, or tea?"

"Yes, Dad."

"Do you promise that you will get married in the temple?"
"Of course!"

"Do you promise that you will not have sex before you are married?"
"Yes."

"Do you promise to try to do everything you know that is right and good?"

"Yes!"

"Then your mother and I will always be here to help you know what is right. We promise to love you no matter what and always be here for you when you need us."

"I love you Dad."
"I love you too."