I was asleep next to G last night, when she started crying and complaining. "Mommy, K is hurting me." I half woke as she did, with both of us noticing at the same time that K wasn't actually in the same room. "Where is K?" she asked. "She's asleep in the other room." Her response? "I want my sister...."
That's the way that they seem to be. Fighting and yet inseparable. Complaining and yet missing each other immediately upon separation. An exhausting amount of energy within their interactions, with love so tightly entwined amongst their bickering, fighting, teasing, whining, and arguing that the positive power of the connection can almost be forgotten.
I'm so glad that they have each other, and that we have both of them!
That's the way that they seem to be. Fighting and yet inseparable. Complaining and yet missing each other immediately upon separation. An exhausting amount of energy within their interactions, with love so tightly entwined amongst their bickering, fighting, teasing, whining, and arguing that the positive power of the connection can almost be forgotten.
I'm so glad that they have each other, and that we have both of them!
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