On the way to taking Emma to Sunday School this morning she asked where Hope was. I informed her that Dad was parking the car and would bring her in separate from us. I also explained to Emma that Hope wasn't old enough to go to Sunday School like she was.
Emma's reply, "But I really wish she was older like me. I wish she was older right now, like today, so we could be best friends and play."
Don't worry Emma, one day soon enough she will be stealing your Barbies and the next minute your BFF. She's gonna love her big sis, I just know it.