My bag of tricks for parenting, grieving and living.
Friday, November 25, 2005
Today after naptime I brought Connor out from his bedroom to the living room where his sister was sitting eating a snack. He had a dirty diaper that needed to be changed and I readied him for this process. He screamed and yelled. Squirming to get out of my arms. Quite a racket! This was unusual for him, until I realized what he was after -- his sister. They always hug after being away, either sleeping or school. It is hard to imagine so much love in such a little body.