Emmy said, “I love you,” to Lily, and then screamed, “Stuck! Stuck!” as Lily threw herself on top of Emmy, pro-wrestler style.
Lily has her own way of expressing love toward her little sister. When I went into Emmy’s room this morning, I noticed she had a couple of extra stuffed animals in her crib. Since she usually sleeps with the same complement of baby dolls every night, I asked Ed where the animals came from. He told me when he let Emmy cry a little at bedtime last night (I was at a meeting), Lily went into Emmy’s room to comfort her and give her some animals, including her own precious little pink pony. Now that’s love.
Lily gets this sentimental look in her eye when she’s about to tell me she loves me, just like her father. At other times, there’s a different look in her eye.
Yesterday at the bank, we were standing by the teller’s window waiting for a cashier’s check. Emmy was getting fussy, so I picked her up. The line behind us got longer and longer. Lily sidled up to me, hugs me, and says, “I love to hug your big bottom.” Then, she turned her head and bit me. In. The. Butt. I grabbed her hand with my free hand and told her to stop. I never once turned around to see if anyone else was looking, but as soon as I got that check I grabbed Lily’s hand and took off.
I love Lily dearly, but some days…well, let’s just leave it at that!
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