Time for a nap

When the girls start fighting over toys, I know it’s time for a nap.  Today they were fighting over two stuffed animals and Ryan started crying.  After that they were on opposite sides of the family room and Reese said, “Are you cwying, Wyan?,” and Ryan said, “No, I not cwying.”  Then, they ran toward each other, met in the middle of the room, and gave one another the sweetest hug.