A simple sign. They made it together in a constructive, partnered moment. Vincent wrote. Leo consulted. They taped it on together, Leo’s small hands on only the bottom piece. Vincent doing the rest. Staking their claim on their own little corner of a crowded world. While putting Vincent to bed, he noted ‘this was a great project for us to do today.’ Always the caretaker, and Leo’s legend. I kissed him goodnight and then had a good, tired cry. Yes, over this sign, Vincent’s writing and saintly patience, Leo’s adoration and awe. Love comes to us in so many ways. So does childhood simplicity, like bedroom signs, brotherly love, and the magic of a marker bin left within reach. Sweet dreams, in your magical Sports Room.
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