There was fighting all day long. So much more than usual. So much so that consequences were doled out, and a family meeting was planned. This Mama was fried and more than a little frustrated. But then, at the end of the day, just as suddenly as the bickering came on, it all lifted and there was this. Laughter, fun, and togetherness for hours. I heard each of their giggles and witnessed secrets shared, illuminated by flashlights and the moon, until we finally called them all in for bed.
Oh, sibling love. It is a complicated and beautiful thing!