i grew up in a home of friends. my mom wanted it that way. when we wanted to have friends over, mom would often tell us to play with our siblings. and while there have been ups and downs with those relationships (i.e. toliet papering my brother's room in revenge), it's wonderful to say and know that the six of us are all good friends.
when i was pregnant with baby boy, i prayed constantly that little girl and this new baby would be best friends. i knew it might not happen right at once, but i hoped this friendship would grow over time. and moments like these show me that their friendship is well on its way.
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So precious. Sometimes when I think about how hard little ones can be I remember how wonderful it will be when they are grown up and have each other to turn to like I do with my siblings. That is a special relationship. I hope my girls have it too. It's sweet to see those little moments when they play and laugh together.
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