Attila, my daughter walked into the kitchen, grabbed her "little" brother (who's actually a smidge taller than she) in a bear hug and said, "Hello, bro. How are ya doing?"
He looked over her shoulder at me while she held on tight, lifted his eyebrows and mouthed, "awkward."
But he didn't try to squirm out of it either.
"Good," he replied, "How are you?"
"Good." They shifted from foot to foot in this little huggy thing for a while.
And my heart smiled.
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