Last evening, before bed Brenna and Ethan were bonding.
OH why can't all of the days be like this?! Better yet...why can't all of the minutes in a day be like this? Only a mere hour ago they were fighting. Ethan was sad that she stopped playing with him. Now he is "helping" her with her homework. Miss Brenna First Grader is teacher her 4 year old pupil Ethan how to count by two.
The kind words, the cute understanding smiles she is giving him, the encouraging pats on the shoulder.
Can't help but think, "who are these little people?" and "oh will they stay?!"
Chris and I were just commenting on the fact that the kids will bicker uncontrollably so we send them to bed. Then they will laugh and play and chat the evening away. It is as if a switch is thrown. Living room bicker. . .bedroom friends. Maybe it is audience bicker . . . no audience friends.
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