They love each other. It's that time in their lives when a sibling can't image a whole day passing without seeing the other. Then it gets to the time in my life - my brother and I try to meet a couple of times a year. And finally there's my dad - his last of 11 siblings - his little brother, passed away some time back.
Evan and Vivian have the occasional usual disagreements - over sharing of toys or space. But even at those times they don't seem to get mad at each other. I remember the time, several months ago, when Evan tried to bite Vivian's head. "Evan - stop biting Vivian's head" one of us yelled. To which Vivian replied "It's OK, he's just resting his teeth on my head".


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