Best Friends

When I ask one of the boys who they played with at childcare, the answer is always the same “My Brother”. I love that they play together and I love that they always have their best friend available.¬†At the park yesterday the boys had been running back and forth across the field for a while. They were standing near me and I heard Ruslan whisper, “Wyatt, come on”. Followed by an urgent, “Hold My Hand!’

And then walked hand-and-hand across the field together.

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