Brotherly love waxes and wanes in our household on an hour by hour basis. When it's good, there's sharing, reading together, sitting close, having adventures and even helping each other retrieve a lost toy or climb a step at the park. When it's bad, well, there are lots of tears. As the mom, I play a big part in cultivating their sibling relationship, but at the end of the day, it's up to them. And if, at the end of the day, all I have is one little moment that shows just a smidge of love (see below), then I am happy. For me and for them.
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