Last night, as the kids were going to bed, Geeky Girl was beside herself, crying in that way that one has trouble catching her breath.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"I'm afraid Geeky Boy hates me." Bursts into tears, and I can't get any more information.
I walk over to Geeky Boy's room and he's standing there, his eyes red and filled with tears.
He sticks his bottom lip out and the tears start to fall down his face. "She lost the DS charger."
"I'm sure it's somewhere and besides, we can get another one if we need to."
"Yes. Now go tell your sister you don't hate her because she's really upset and feels bad that she lost the charger."
"Okay." He walks past me, sits down on Geeky Girl's bed and gives her a big hug. I can see Geeky Girl's face over his shoulder. It's softened and she's beginning to smile.
I couldn't ask for better kids.