Some mornings I go into the girls room and wake them up from sound sleep. Other mornings they wake up early on their own. When I come see how they are, they are smiling and playing with each other quietly.
“It’s Sister Time,” Abigail informed me.
One morning last week, when I went into the girls room, they told me they wanted more Sister Time.
So I went for a walk around the block. (Ted was at home).
When I returned, Abigail had changed Elisabeth’s soiled diaper.
Now that’s sisterhood!
3 responses so far ↓
1 Katherine // Nov 24, 2004 at 1:25 pm
Wow, that’s impressive! Way to go, Abigail!
2 jenny // Nov 30, 2004 at 5:21 am
That is awesome! It makes me a little teary – it’s just too precious!
3 Anonymous // Feb 23, 2005 at 3:08 pm
I like calling ladies I like “sister.”
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