This morning my ovaries exploded from the unbearable cuteness that went on in the bedroom. Hayley woke up as George was getting ready to head out to work at 5:45, so after he left she came and got into bed with me. Breanna woke up at about 6:15 as well so we all stretched out in bed watching the morning news (what a fantastically depressing way to start the day lately). Then by the time we switched over to PBS Kids, Breanna was rubbing her eyes and whining a bit because even though she hadn’t been up for very long, she still hadn’t gotten enough sleep and she was really tired.
She wasn’t hungry so she wasn’t interested in nursing down for a snooze, so she flopped onto her stomach, laid her head down, and started to cry. Hayley immediately went and laid down beside her and started rubbing her back and Breanna stopped crying. Then Hayley held her hand and sang a lullabye over and over, very softly, until Breanna closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep. She slept very peacefully for an hour and a half thanks to her big sister.
It was quite possibly the sweetest thing I have ever seen in my life.