Sisterhood

Sometime during our weeklong sojourn the girls cemented their friendship. Watching them as the days passed we saw a new rhythm and tenderness. Briar was tending to Avery, making sure that she was happy, and always had a toy in hand. Avery was, as per usual, absolutely enthralled by Briar's every move.

Here they are waiting for our flight in Vegas after the 6+ hour leg from Albany.



A quick kiss for her little sister, perhaps a goodbye, as she immediately sprinted down the aisle putting as much mileage between her little toddler backside and us, her luggage laden folks.



Before the trip this kind of parent sharing would have been pretty rare.



My sister with Briar, they have an uncanny bond, often demonstrated through high pitched squeals of delight. Prolonged high pitched squeals.


And a shot that will forever be burned into my soul.


For those people considering a second --- Do it!