A few days ago I was telling my wife the tragic story of a coworker whose daughter-in-law was killed in a traffic accident. She left behind three children who are now without their mother. I didn't realize Caleb was listening, but he was. "Daddy," he said, "Let's pray for those kids." One of those priceless moments when you know you've done something right. This great little boy will be four soon. I find that hard to believe. Like all parents, I suppose, it seems like only yesterday . . .