Having two kids has it challenges.  They seem to either be the best of friends or worst of enemies.  Very rarely is it anything in the middle.  At least that is the case for us.  But it totally melts my heart when these two are just the best of friends.  Friday it worked out to where I was able to pick him up from daycare before meeting her at the bus.  He was thrilled.  I just remembered how she was not excited to see him the time before this and it broke his heart.  Not a good day.  So I was fearful that we might have a repeat.  But alas she got off the bus and they were both jumping up and down with excitement.  And then she held his hand all the way back to the house.

Pure sweetness.