Sweetness...

This morning the girls and I were out for our morning stroll; we go for about two miles every morning, weather permitting.  And today was gorgeous; I love September morns.  

Just as we were nearing our house, I heard this:

Zoë :  Poppi, hold my hand.

And saw this:

Poppi left, Zoë right.

They held hands until we made it home.  

It was one of the most tender moments I have ever witnessed and I am grateful that I had the privilege of doing so.

Sigh...