Brotherly (and Sisterly) Love
Early one morning, a conversation between Ezra (aged 4) and Mercy (aged 2.5):
Mercy: (waking up, obviously on the wrong side of the bed) No, no, want Ezra, want Ezra!
Ezra: (groggily, just waking up to her cries) It's okay, Mercy, it's okay. I have room for you. (He rolls over in his little nest of blankets, and pats the pillow next to his head.) Come here.
(Mercy crawls out of her bed, stumbles over to her brother, lays beside him.)
Ezra: Here you go, Mercy. (Covers her up with blankets, snuggles next to her.)
Mercy: (softly, falling back asleep) I love you, Ezra.
Ezra: (equally softly) I love you too, Mercy.
Mercy: (waking up, obviously on the wrong side of the bed) No, no, want Ezra, want Ezra!
Ezra: (groggily, just waking up to her cries) It's okay, Mercy, it's okay. I have room for you. (He rolls over in his little nest of blankets, and pats the pillow next to his head.) Come here.
(Mercy crawls out of her bed, stumbles over to her brother, lays beside him.)
Ezra: Here you go, Mercy. (Covers her up with blankets, snuggles next to her.)
Mercy: (softly, falling back asleep) I love you, Ezra.
Ezra: (equally softly) I love you too, Mercy.
posted by Keryn at
12:23 AM
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Very nice story. Thank you for sharing.
By
Dan Olsen, at 1/13/2008 10:37 AM
That is so sweet. It makes me happy when I see my kids love each other like that. Gives me hope for the times when they aren't quite so loving :)
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JandS Morgan, at 1/27/2008 10:58 PM
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