Watching as my youngest two played together, I couldn’t help but smile.
My son Kobi, then four, and daughter Kenya, two, had a wonderful bond.
They were always together in a nook somewhere, playing hide and seek or drawing.
My husband Paul, 32, and I had two other children – Benjamin, now 17, and Eyron, 11.
But Kobi and his little sister had a really inseparable bond.
It hadn’t been an easy weekend, though.
Eyron’s hamster had died. We’d replaced it and got another then that had died, too.
I wondered to myself.
