Sarah knows her sister well.

Charlotte has been struggling lately. Her cheeks are flushed, her belly is itching. Combined with her not great behavior and the signs point to food sensitivity. I’m suspecting soy. Time will tell.

She was having a fit tonight, laying on the floor. You can imagine.

Suddenly Sarah appears.

She throws herself down on top of Charlotte (deep pressure) and starts saying, “Charlotte! Charlotte! I have a plan to cheer you up! I have a plan to cheer you up!”

Mom and Dad whip around to see how this unfolds.

With all eyes on her, Sarah scrambles, breathlessly, and grabs a Fossil watch tin and lid that she’d stolen earlier from my nightstand.

She stands over Charlotte and while banging the tin and its lid together she sings, “Cheer up! Cheer up! Cheer up!”

Caught completely off guard, Charlotte starts giggling.

Soon we’re all laughing. And we’re all cheered up.

Meltdown averted.

Having a sister is good.