Thursday, 11 June 2015
He ain't heavy, he's my brother.
This morning he was waiting at the door, rugby ball in hand,ready for school. I explained that he can not running around, playing rugby with his cold. He has to take it slowly. Tears! Lots of tears!
The best big sister ever hugged him tight and said: "Don't worry. Wait in front of your class and I will come and sit with you during break". Oh my heart! She realised that he is worried about being alone if he does not run around with his usual mates. The tears immediately stopped and with an :"ok" and a big hug we made our way to the car. When we walked into school she reminded him once again.
The joy of siblings...