Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. Phillipians 4:8



They fight. They play. They sass. They laugh. They hit. They hug. They antagonize. They encourage.

One minute the best of buds, the next 'I am never going to play with you again!'.

But at the end of the day, they are sisters and they really do love each other.

(The girls share a room and these were some of the notes they were passing back and forth last night. Or, should I say flying back and forth - they were folded like little airplanes. <3 )