From my perch in the front seat of the van, I overhear this small bit of dialogue:
Lydia: Lanie, I don't know. I don't know everything!
Lanie: But, but Lydia, I thought you did.
Words from the mouth of a 3-year-old, uttered with complete honesty.
That's what I call sisterly devotion, a true tag-along for life.
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