This is such a sweet, unexpected moment between my two boys as we walked Nate to preschool (and I let them go off just far enough to snap a picture before I became Mother Hen, it’s a busy road). They held hands for the entire 15 minute walk and after we picked up Nate, they held hands coming home. Sometimes the try to kill each other (obviously, they’re siblings) but most of the time they are really good friends. It fills me with so much joy watching them together, but sometimes it makes me a little jealous because I don’t have any siblings of my own. When people ask how we managed to have two little kids so close in age, all I can think is that it doesn’t matter how, but why. We wanted our kids to be close in age and close to each other. So far, they’re doing a pretty good job of being pals.