…they really do. But when Chloe got into our car this evening after five days in Texas, it was as if she had never left. Sophie started to bait her big sister, to tattletale on her big sister, and Chloe reacted every single time.
I really did not miss the back-and-forth these last few days. I missed Chloe, but I didn’t miss the Chloe & Sophie routine. “Mommy, Chloe’s touching my car seat.” “Mommy, Chloe said ‘poopy.'” “Mom, Sophie hit me.” “Sophie, don’t touch my book!” And on and on and on and on…
That said, I’m happy Chloe is home. I missed her chatterfests. I missed her funny stories. I missed not having her around to make Sophie laugh.
Speaking of which, Sophie made all of us laugh tonight. She took her new jewelry box (thanks, Grammy!), opened it up, did a semi-headstand on her bed, and while upside down, examined her butt in the box’s mirror. “What are you doing, Sophie?” “I’m looking at my butt!”