It's always good to change your perspective once in a while. When Mark's parents were visiting a couple of weeks ago, I spent several car rides in the back seat with the girls rather than in the front where I usually sit.
When I sit in the front seat, I hear the girls talking and giggling, singing to each other, or (if someone tries to take someone else's something away) screaming at the top of their lungs. But since I'm in the front seat, I don't get to actually see what goes on.
Beyond the noise, the silliness, the singing, the endless talking talking talking talking talking talking talking talking talking talking talking talking talking talking talking talking talking talking talking talking talking and talking, there's a real affection between these two.
I love that I got to change seats for a bit and witness it.
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