Yesterday my sister and her daughter came all the way from Oklahoma to visit Chicago Cora and Magnolia.
They love these girls...a LOT.
I wasn't quite two when Becky was born. Mom says I wouldn't look at her for quite awhile. (A little jealous...my world changed when she came along, I bet.)
Cora's doing a lot better than that with her new little sister. She helps with diapers and when left to attend to the baby for a minute, I watched her quietly tell Magnolia, "It's okay...it's okay...it's okay" until Mama came back.
I'd like to think I was that kind of sister from time to time when I was young. Maybe once in awhile. Alright, hopefully at least once I calmed my little sister or helped my mama.
But if not, "Sorry, Becky. Sorry, Mom." I'll do better from now on.