This afternoon in a quiet moment, Rascal and the Princess were reading together on one of the living room couches. Or rather, he was thumbing through a book, and she was resting next to him with her head on his shoulder. He had his cheek against the top of her head and it was just so sweet and perfect that I had to ruin it by stopping, gasping, and saying out loud,
“You guys look so CUTE.”
Whereupon Princess, whose mood was cloudy due to having awakened an hour earlier than she ought, sat up, gave me her signature Glare of Great Offense, and smacked her brother across his chest.
Yep, there went that moment.