She pinched his toys, mocked him and refused all hugs… yet somehow peace has suddenly broken out

My son and daughter bound into the room holding hands. I take a picture of this, because it’s never happened before. When she was born, our initial concern was that he would be the one to act out, suspicious of a new interloper into the family unit. These fears were unfounded, as he immediately took to his little sister with delight, awed by her cuteness, treating her like a living doll he’d been given as a present.

She arrived bearing gifts, too, a brand new Lego fire station for him to play with. To this day, I don’t know what possessed her, at just a few hours old, to be so generous, nor how she had the faculties to source and pay for such an elaborate playset. Any time I ask my wife, she looks at me funny and refuses to explain, so I guess he and I will never know.