Brother and sister

Emma and Braeden have three classes together this semester.  I love picturing them meeting up frequently and sharing experiences.

One day in their theater class, someone mentioned to Emma how nice it must be to have a class with your brother.

Another guy said, "Wait.  You're brother and sister?  I thought you were dating."

Emma and Braeden both said, "No."

Recently they were in their American Heritage lab on two sides of the aisle in a debate in a "Constitutional Convention."  They were debating states' rights and American Heritage/Constitutional Convention type things and Braeden and Emma, having years of experience under their belts in adversarial discourse, were really going at it.

Someone asked, "Are you two brother and sister?"

Yes.

Emma said something particularly zingy to Braeden and a guy on her team said, "Retweet."

(I don't know what zingy things Braeden said because Emma is the one who told me the story.)

Later, when a vote was called, Braeden was one of the few still in opposition.  Instead of "nay," he said, "oh, heck nay."

Yep, these are my kids.

Sunday they came for dinner along with Sam and Scott (two of Braeden's roommates).  We were having "experimental turkey."  We are having our own Thanksgiving this year and decided to practice.  Sam and Scott were up for the adventure.  They, like Braeden, have proven they will eat anything.  (Seriously, it is amazing those boys are still among the living.)

The four kids left to go to their various choir practices and the like.

Awhile later, Braeden called because they had been in an accident. That's just the kind of phone call you don't want.

My quick question was answered that they all were fine.  Emma had been driving and we talked to her, we could tell she was rattled.  I was heading out the door for a meeting but Adam headed out to be with our girl.

The other driver was at fault and told the police the same.  No one was injured.  All was well.  Adam sent the boys in his car and he stayed behind with Emma.

When they were done with the police, they drove to Provo too.  Emma told Adam, "I don't know what I would have done without Braeden there."

I'm beyond grateful no one was injured.  I'm grateful they have each other.  In the way of brothers and sisters everywhere, they argue and struggle to share the same car and make each other a little crazy at times.  But when the rubber hits the road (or when another car hits Loki) they have each others' backs.

Siblings were a very good invention.