She watches big sister carefully, and repeats what she sees.

Her little toddler body is different: bigger belly, shorter legs, not quite the dexterity of her slightly taller, slightly leaner role model.

But she tries and tries, never giving up.

Her big sister basks in the importance of being the older girl, sneaking glances every few steps to make sure she’s still being followed.

The squabbles flow organically between two girls so close in age, but so does the admiration.

I wish for them to stay close. That through the skirmishes and the jealousy and the differences….there will always be love.