Sammy took his first steps yesterday. He walked towards Dean...
"Hey Dad, did you see that? He walked!"
"Yeah Dean, I saw! Pretty soon he'll be getting into all sorts of trouble!" John beamed at his young sons. Sam bawling on the floor, Dean trying to get him back on his feet. Both his sons were growing up fast, strong and independent. Independent of him at least, hopefully not from each other.
"Hey Dean, now that Sammy's walking, you gotta take good care of him."
"Yeah Dad, you know I will."
Do I sound like a proud Dad? I am.