1 Mother 2 Another

Yesterday was a glorious day outside
– high in the mid-80’s, breezy and sunny. Maddie rode
her bike to school while Cora scootered her way there, so we were
all happy as we traveled home in the gorgeous sunshine.


Maddie moves the fastest on her bike, and Cora will often choose to
scooter slowly beside me to chat, tell me about her day, and so
forth. Yesterday, though, she scootered alongside me silently for a
bit before powering on ahead to catch up with Maddie at a
crosswalk. After we’d gotten across the street and turned
down our last block, Maddie put one foot on the pedal, preparing to
take off again.


“Maddie, can you ride more slowly so I can scooter next to
you? I’ve got some stuff to tell you,” Cora said.
Maddie moved over on the wide lane and Cora began shoving along
next to her big sister, who asked, “What do you need to tell
me?”

“WELL,” Cora said as Maddie
biked slowly next to her, “I had the best day EVER today! I
had so much fun in class!”


“What did you do?” Maddie asked companionably, and Cora
was off like a verbal rocket, chattering happily about all the
things she just HAD to share with her big sis.


I watched Maddie wobbling down the street in an effort to go slow
enough to stay with Cora and I think my heat stretched two sizes
bigger to see their heads bent towards each other, happily talking
about the day. And not just that – to see them being
deliberately kind towards each other rather than
end-of-the-day-exhausted impatient with each other. To see them
actually WANT to talk to each other, and choosing to spend time
with a sister not just as a relative but as a friend.


It was just one of those moments that made it one of those Really
Great Days.