Small, nail polished hands flip colourful cards over and over, while hearts bond, and minds grow.
I love watching the kids play games. They teach each other the rules--sometimes their own made-up rules. This is a wonderful stage in their development when they still squeal with delight when they pick up a "good card" from the pile. In beautiful cooperation (with the occasional tattling that someone peeked at the other's cards), they grow closer as sisters. These memories when intense laughter made the game twice as long, will be with them always.