They play together.

They run and dance together.

They sometimes cry together.

They giggle together while getting into trouble.

They explore together.

They read together.

When I hear the sounds of scraping and dragging in their room at night and find the furniture a bit rearranged in the morning, I know I don’t need to intervene.

They are only moving Clara’s crib so that they can lay in their beds and hold hands together before they fall asleep.

They are good sisters!