Shortly before we were to put Evan to bed this evening, Lisa received a phone call. It was concerning the school's upcoming "golf and walk" event and I had a suspicion the call might take awhile. So, I put Evan to bed by myself.

I am not sure exactly how the subject came up but I mentioned that his mom and I are a team -- "together forever". As soon as I said that, a big smile crossed Evan's face. Now, this is a young boy who is normally completely grossed out by any thought of a relationship between a male and a female. But my words of assurance touched him.

I think that that simple assurance that his mom and I are "together forever" was the greatest gift I could give to him this evening. In a world where he increasingly hears about divorce and moms and dads not getting along with each other, what I said this evening, rather off the cuff, apparently meant a lot to him. I know it would have meant a lot to me at his age, but I never heard those words.

As I left his room, he still had a smile on his face as he buried his head into his pillow. "Sleep well, young prince," I said.

It was a very touching moment if I do say so myself. A sort of Hallmark / Kodak moment. Except for one thing.

He didn't understand what I said. So his response was "What's a young britch, dad?"

"Just go to sleep, Evan. I love you."