Sibling Love

Early morning cuddle

Pippi looking to Bidi and holding on for emotional support at take off. She said, "The loud noise makes my heart go thump, thump."






Nothing warms the heart more than moments of harmony between siblings, who normally spend their times together constantly at war with each other. There is endless bickering and tattle telling of the he said-she said/ he did-she did sort, which is all a form of power play, of individuation, of each child coming into his own and realizing the self. But c'mon, it does get annoying for the parent.

So when I see them looking to each other for affection and comfort, my heart melts. It gives me gasoline to go on mediating their tiny but endless quibbles.