As my return to work date draws closer, I've been keeping Allie home longer in the mornings so we can hang out. Some mornings I am ready to pull my hair out (only on her extremely difficult and demanding days) but others, like today, make me so proud to be her mother.
I've blogged many times about how rough Allie is with Reagan; if she is ever in trouble at home, or has a privilege taken away, 9 times out of 10 it's because she was too rough with her sister.
But times like these make me completely forget all those rough times and remind me how much Allie truly loves her little sister.
Singing to Reagan
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