"God, I can remember a time when could hold both of you in my arms at the same time. Now look at you! Weeds, the both of you! Dean, you used to sit in my lap and beg to hold Sammy and the three of us would rock in that chair and just..." She closed her eyes, happy in her memory.
Mary smiled at Sam's offer. Alot like John, he just wanted to take care of her.
"That would be wonderful, honey. Tell you what. I'll go in the ladies room and get these jeans on, and while I'm there, could you and your brother please get me a large coffee with lots of milk and one sugar? And a chocolate chip muffin. They've been calling to me." She took the jeans that Dean had brought her, and marveled at how smart her eldest was to think of it.