Sam and Max.
Usually, I find them like this in the dark, sharing one twin bed, skinny arms wrapped around each other as they fell asleep in mid-whisper. I wonder whether they ever were frustrated during those nine months in my womb when they bobbed in sacks, side-by-side, yet separate.
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brotherly love – lovely.
we have sisterly (not twins though) love here. a close bond with a sibling is a true treasure.
What a sweet moment! I have to remember these moments too. Because there's also the times when I just can't get my kids to stop trying to kill each other!
How sweet for your boys to always have a best friend in each other. Sibling love is such a beautiful, mysterious, potent thing.