It’s been slow to develop, this unspoken bond between them. Disguised even, between the bickering over toys and fighting over attention. I recently realized the strength of their relationship during an outing at our local splash pad. The two of them ran through the crowd of squealing kids, like a team, a pack. Easy to spot with their blonde hair glistening from the chlorinated water and direct light of the mid-day sun. She waited for him when he fell behind and he searched for her when she slipped out of his sight. When other little kids, outsiders, approached one of them, the other stepped into the interactions as if to make sure all was well. And it was clear – they were in this together– the splash pad, life. No words, just actions — moved by genuine care and concern for the other. Pure and strong, together.