There is something about the sound of a small child's laughter that almost brings tears to your eyes. Here I sit, watching two of my children play. My youngest, much, much younger than her siblings, usually plays roughly, pushing the "big kids" away, with a bit of frustration.
Now the two of them are taking turns hiding behind the long curtains. She screams with glee, breaking out in knee weakening laughter. Her big brother on, and on, enjoying each giggle. It does something to a parent's heart to hear this sort of unabashed sound. They love each other, they really truly lover each other.
Now the two of them are taking turns hiding behind the long curtains. She screams with glee, breaking out in knee weakening laughter. Her big brother on, and on, enjoying each giggle. It does something to a parent's heart to hear this sort of unabashed sound. They love each other, they really truly lover each other.
He's a good big brother.
It's like the old 'Life Cereal' commercial used to say, "He likes her, he really likes her!!"
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