Today I reread my blogs from the days when Boy Blue was born. I’m glad I was as honest as I was, chronicling the good and the difficult. I was so touched at what a sweet brother Red was to Blue.
Tonight they stayed up an hour past bedtime, with Blue in Red’s bed, while Red read by flashlight the entirety of “Flat Stanley, Flat Again!” They are going to be so tired tomorrow, but it was worth it. I hope they always stay best friends.