Saturday, February 02, 2013


Just when you think your boys will kill each other before they reach kindergarten; just when you're sick to death of saying "Don't hit him, or pull him, or smoosh him, or sit on him;" and just when you think the exhaustion from have two toddlers might kill you . . . you look back in the car and see them holding hands.

That one small instance, however short it lasts, has the power to undo all of the other hopeless moments that occur throughout the day. And you think, "There's hope for them to be best friends yet."

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