Lately, there are some days when I feel like my wardrobe should primarily consist of black and white vertical stripes accessorized by a whistle around my neck.
And the phrase, "Can't we all just get along?" echoes in the recesses of my mind.
And then there are days like today.
Days where I see them sacrifice for one another.
Help one another.
Love one another.
Today Caroline spent the better part of her free time teaching Lily how to ripstick.
And both were eager to show me her progress.
So out came the camera.
For them and for me.
Because when we're facing another day where the whistle continually blows and time outs abound, these are the kinds of moments I want to remember.