Since they started school, our girls don't seem to be in lock-step with each other the way they've always been.
That's a topic for another (long and arduous) post, but my heart was so warmed to see two unprompted acts of togetherness this weekend.
On Sunday morning, the girls and I went for a bike ride. (Meaning, they rode and I jogged along beside/behind/and sometimes in front.) They've only ridden a handful of times in the past 6 months, and I can tell their stamina isn't what it was this summer.
As we turned around at the bottom of a street and prepared to head back home, Baby A was in the lead. With some cheerleading from me, she made it up the small hill. B was considerably behind us. I told A to wait in a driveway, and I called to B, encouraging her to join us. She got on her way...but stopped short, about halfway up the little hill.
"I'll come push you," I told her. "No, I will!" my A volunteered. She went galloping over to B and ran behind her up the hill. Baby A had the biggest smile on her face, and B giggled all the way. (And this mama was beaming.)
Sunday afternoon, we decided to treat ourselves to ice cream. It was a GORGEOUS day...particularly considering we'd been playing in the SNOW not 10 days prior...and it felt great to be outside.
Baby B chose Chocolate Almond Coconut (just like Mommy), and A chose Oreo Cheesecake. The girls hardly sat down before they were feeding each other bites. "Do you want to try mine, Sissy?" "Yes! Then do you want to try mine?"
These little displays did my heart so much good! (And I'm writing them down to refer to them when the going [inevitably?] gets tough between my two little angels.)