truer words have not been spoken

Both girls are home all day, every day for two weeks until school starts after Labor Day. We are all driving one another crazy.

Sylvie spends all day channeling Godzilla. Caroline spends all day putting a chair behind her door to keep Sylvie from entering and ruining whatever toy set up she has meticulously arranged. Then Sylvie spends all day drawing all over Caroline's door with a colored pencil (when she's not flooding the bathroom). Then Caroline discovers this, and is irate! "How dare she! She ruined my door!" I'm usually googling "mother's little helper canadian pharmacy" by 9am.

At the end of the day yesterday, Sylvie decided she wanted to be full of love. So she walked between Caroline and me, hugging each of us repeatedly. Caroline was a perfectly patronizingly older sister. "Aw, isn't that so cute and adorable that she can hug now?" She hugged Sylvie back, "I love you, Sylvie." Sylvie hugged her again and said, "I wuv you, Care-wine."

Caroline gasped and put her hands to her cheeks. "Did you hear that? That was amazing!"

Then she looked at me and said very seriously, "These little ones sure can be pesky. A lot. But they are good to have around."