The other morning, the kids and I stayed in our pajamas a little later than normal. We had some playtime to do. It was a lot of fun. The best part is watching Burl and Fern. She locks her eyes on him and follows him wherever he moves.
Boy, does Burl move. Here and there. He is a busy little player. Constant playing.
Sometimes, he slows down and talks to Fern. Then, he gives her his toys to play with. It's more of a pile on. He just lays his toys around her, by her, and even on her. And it melts my heart to the point of hurting. I dig this sibling thing.