He misses her when she’s at school. So when she comes home he sticks to her like glue, longing for the sisterly interaction he went without all day. (I guess mom doesn’t play Power Rangers quite as well as sister.) Yesterday they came through the door and immediately went to the couch where he was anxious to show her some new level he had passed on his game. They sat there, cheek to cheek, for a good 15 minutes.
I sat behind them and watched. And I said a little prayer that they always stay this close. Please stay this close.