This morning, I woke up to this:
"Iss-y, my aw-ake!'
Pitter patter pitter patter. Issa goes dashing into Evan's room, "Good morning, buddy!"
I hear her climb up into his bead, and there are whispered conversations about who knows what. I hear the bears and the turtles greet each other, and I hear more giggling than I can imagine this early in the morning. My heart is happy.
Parenting is so full of what ifs and worries. Did I make the right decision? Are they getting everything they need? But every once in a while, there is a resounding moment where you know you are doing something right. This brother and sister love each other fiercely, and that is definitely right.
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