I love me some little rain boots.
I love a big brother who says “Hey Mini, want to go for a ride?”
I love a big brother who gives up some of his own fun to drive on Turtle instead of Rabbit just because Pops said so and he’s gotta keep his little sister safe. Even if he really, really disagrees at first and tries to give thoughtful argument for his cause.
But he drove it on Turtle anyway. And eventually made it up the driveway. Holding his tongue.
To everything, there is a season.