goodnight

"Baby says goodnight." -Hattie

"I say goodnight back." - Emma

"Love you." -Hattie

"Love you." -Emma

This is how every day of my childhood ended, for several years. I would go give my sister a hug in bed and then standing at her doorway I would tell her my dog says goodnight. (Baby is the name of my little dog that always slept with me)

I would then leave her door open just a bit. That crack became smaller and smaller the older she got. 

I think we started this tradition around the time I was 11 or 12, just shortly after I moved into my own bedroom. She was around 8 or 9. We did this every night until I was 18 and moved away from home. It became second nature after a point. 

Tonight as I gave my sister a goodnight hug, I stopped at her door and without even think I told her:

Baby says goodnight.

she said:

I say goodnight back. 

Love you.

Love you. 

Sometimes it's the small things that mean the most in the end, things we don't even think about. Those are the things we love the most sometimes, also the things we miss the most. 

It's a good thing we never outgrow sisters. 

"Love you."

Christmas this year with my little sissy