I look at these two little boys. Not even so little anymore. But certainly smaller than they will be most of their lives (God willing).
They are learning to play together. Their paths collide and they interact and they are less and less living side by side than they are living together.
I never lived with a sibling for very long. I was essentially an only child growing up. I have no experience to relate to what it is like to have this kind of a relationship. It is such an honor to watch it unfold. That I was given the gift of two perfect boys to help raise is something I could never express enough gratitude for. It is a good morning indeed.
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