When I looked up to see where the rubber boot-clad 4 year old was scampering off to, this is what I saw:
He had been reading in the hammock and apparently his sister made some unsolicited observations. She brought over a pillow for his head and small table for discarded socks and some fresh ice water with a straw.
And then she looked on with approval.
Goodness. It's moments like these that help me brave the bicker storms and frustrations that come with a cluster of children. I'm reminded of what a gift they are not only to me ... but to each other as well.
Awwww. :)
ReplyDeleteAwwwww.... makes me tear up a little. So sweet.
ReplyDeleteSweet, sweet girl! She's setting a high standard for his future wife!
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely lovely.
ReplyDeleteI agree, moments like that make the fussing and "pulling out my hair" moments so worth it.