Laying on his back on his bed, Kai wrapped his arm around my neck, pulled me closer to him so that my cheek rested on his and said, "Mama, I want to feel your cheek."
This morning Jett woke up and crawled into our bed. Kai woke up and went straight to the cupboard and pulled out of bag of dried fruit. Jett heard him struggling to open it, got out of bed, and opened it for him. Then he got them both bowls, poured the fruit in the bowls, laid blankets on the floor, and turned on the TV.
Thirty minutes later one was mad and the other was crying. But the previous 12 hours were heavenly.
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