The other night Sadie~Rose sat up from a sound sleep at 1:30 am.
She was wide awake and on a mission.
We couldn't figure out why she kept trying to crawl off the edge of the bed.
Mike finally set her down on the floor and we were curious to see where she would go.
She set off across the room, down the hallway,
and stopped in front of Olivia's closed bedroom door.
And just sat there, kind of whimpering and sighing.
Mike came over and picked her up, bringing her back to bed.
She stretched out her arms to Olivia's room and cried like her heart was broken.
We cuddled and rocked, snuggled and talked,
trying to get our little one to understand that sister was sleeping and couldn't come play.
She finally nursed back to sleep, holding her daddy's little bedside flashlight and humming to herself.
In the morning Olivia crawled into bed with us and was greeted
by the brilliant smile and delight squeal of her baby sister.
I think it's pretty obvious that they adore each other.