Gavin was avoiding sleep, fussing in his swing. Maya walked over to him, cooed at him and gently gave him a pacifier (which did, actually, pacify him — go figure).

“Maya, you’re a really sweet big sister.”

(not even looking up from her puzzle) “Hmmm.”

“You really just wanted him to be quiet, didn’t you?”

“Yup.”

At least she’s honest about it.

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