March 22, 2011

Some days they play so well together.

They are patient.  They laugh.  They clean up  after themselves and each other.
They take turns.  They chase each other and collapse in a fit of laughter.
They speak kindly. They are generous.  They are thoughtful.
They are the best of friends. . .
And some days--not so much.
I choose to focus on the good brother/sister days.
Always.