There is a big sister in my house that loves her little sister. They like to spend their afternoons smiling and looking at toys together.
Bonnie shows her love for Charlotte in many gentle ways. In the morning Bonnie loves to come into our room,hop on the bed, and talk to Charlotte. Sometimes after Charlotte has woken up from her nap Bonnie goes in and reads her a book.
There is a big brother that loves his sister fiercly. I adore how much he loves her, but he's like a bear and doesn't know his own dangerous strength.
When Chas is around I keep a close eye on him. So does Charlotte, but she watches him because she loves him as much as he loves her. He makes her smile all the time.
So in the end on the days I'm just so frustrated with the kids, I just have to remember the little things. Because the day to day drama that has now taken over my life isn't nearly as great as the little things. Sorry for the sappy post but right now in the quiet evening that is how I feel.
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