So yesterday, as Margaret was getting ready to pretend to go down for a nap (it’s this little fiction we like to maintain), she asked if Ellie could sit with her on the bed so that she could give her a hug before she went night-night.
It was really cute.
It makes me so happy that my daughters seem to be pals. Margaret likes to practice very strictly controlled sharing with Ellie, and Ellie wants to do everything that Margaret can do.
Unfortunately, the only picture that I got of this exceptionally cute interaction makes Margaret look a little like a thug.
It was, I promise you, a hug not a strangle.