Thursday, March 5, 2009

What it Must Be Like



Sometimes when I look at the girls, I wonder what it must be like. What must it be like to have a sister. Mercy adores Gracie. Granted, there is probably an element of, "This is MY DOLLY, Gracie Jean." Still, there is this utter delight that illuminates Mercy's face when the girls have been separated and are reunited. Last weekend, when Eric and I were bed-ridden with the flu, my wonderful in-laws took the older two kids overnight so we could recover. When we went to pick them up, all the love was for "Graci-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e!" I realize this will all change at some point, but for now, I think I'm a little bit jealous.

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