Poking her eyes out?

Because the weather is delicious, and because we are all finally feeling better, we have been spending more time enjoying the splendid outdoors.

Yesterday we walked the bike path, and as I pushed both kids in the stroller, Harper began to fuss. As she became louder, Henry became curious, and I noticed him peek over to Harper's side of the stroller. And then I noticed his hand reach over to her side. I surely thought he was poking her eyes out because Henry is a boy, and boy's think eyeballs are cool.

I slowed the stroller down so that I could see what was going on. As I walked around to the front of the stroller, I realized that Harper was calming down. I then noticed something that I could hardly believe.


He was holding her hand!

I think my reaction, in the middle of the bike path, was to shout, "Oh my Heavens!" I could not contain myself. He was holding her hand!

And I kid you not, people, as we continued on our walk, my little boy would not let go of his sister's hand.

Please, Lord, tell me this is a metaphor for their future as brother and sister.

And if not, dear Lord, please protect my daughter's eyeballs.