A short and sweet post on the love between siblings in 100 or fewer words:
Instigating. Irritating. Aggravating. Pushing buttons. It's still morning and my two oldest already have demonstrated mastery in these areas.
I scrutinize them from across the table and concoct a plan to turn the tide. "Girls, you can't act this way. You each need say something that you like about one another."
They sit for one moment in silence.
Brooke begins, "I like it when you don't hit me."
Reese finishes, "And I like it when you play in the other room."
No one will accuse us of setting the bar too high today.