It's the Little Things: Sister Love

My girls. It's funny how just saying that phrase lately leads me to a teary eyed sentimental feeling. I never pictured myself with girls. I'm not sure why, but when we were first pregnant with Hannah, I wanted a boy. I told myself that one of ME was more than enough for one household, ha. That feeling immediately melted away when I saw my sweet baby girl on that monitor, and now, I can't picture my life without these little ladies. They are at the most wonderful stage right now--their love for each other is such a gift from God. Sure I spend my days breaking up little arguments over toys and hair-pulling, but when they snuggle up or give each other hugs and kisses... it's pure gold.

Miss Hannah is still as sweet as ever-always wearing her feelings on her shoulder. She makes friends easily, and is just as polite and dainty as she has been her whole three years. She has an amazing memory and walks around quoting books and her favorite Disney movies all day long. We are always given a character to play in her little world, and we think someday she will be an actress or dancer. She's crazy smart, and I hear her reciting her bible verses from school from the backseat as we drive home. She can break my heart with her tears, and her sweet spirit reminds me to be gentle with the little souls I've been entrusted.

As much as my sweet girls surely look like sisters, they are as different as night and day. My Liv is has such a strong personality for someone who is only sixteen months old. She can be the sweetest, most loving baby, giving her 'Nana' a hug, and then push Hannah down three seconds later. She's got a will that won't be broken, and she knows exactly what she wants, when she wants it. I think that someday I will be so glad for her passion and her will, but as a toddler Mama, I am frequently brought to frustration when simple tasks become so difficult. I think that she is teaching me patience, and grace and that God gave her to me in order that I could grow and stretch and be humbled.

I love to watch Liv beam with joy when she sees that Hannah's outfit matches hers, or that her sister wants her to play with her and hold her hand. Hannah will say "Come on Sissy, we are going outside. Get your shoes," and Liv will run to the basket to try to put her shoes on, afraid she'll miss out on something great. My littlest love isn't quite sure what to do with herself with Hannah is at school. She gets very excited when it's time to pick her up. These girls say good night to each other with kisses and hugs and awake upset when one is not in her bed. I can see them years from now, sneaking in to sleep with each other when they finally get their own rooms. I am filing these happy thoughts away in the hopes that on the days when I feel worn out or when I have to break up another tug-of-war over a certain doll--I'll remember what a gift these sisters are.

Tunic Tops: Target // Shoes: Stride Rite // Bows: Sadie Sky Boutique



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