We are all sick.
Yep, we have the flu.
I thought we were better.
But we are not.
Little L is good, but Big B and I are not.
Walking home from school today, Big B did NOT feel well. When I glanced up, I saw that Little L was holding Big B's hand...
Little L sang him songs all the way home and even carried his backpack some of the way. ( I went and got it to carry. I mean Little L was already doing SO much...)
Pretty sweet right? It's these moments that I think of when they are screaming at each other and trying to tear each other to pieces. I just think back to days like today and comfort myself with this picture. They really do love each other.
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