last week at nursery i was hanging around watching as it was ds's first week back after his surgery.
ds was sitting in his wheelchair and one wee girl was fussing over him, fixing his hair, stroking his face, taking his hand etc, one of the other wee girls came over and pulled herself up at the other side of his chair only for the first wee girl to reach over and take the other girls hand off of his chair and say "no, ds is my friend!"
dont know why but it just gave me a warm glow