If I have one wish for my daughters -- one thing I want more for them than anything else -- it's that they become the best of friends. I desperately want them to be each other's strongest supporter and I want them to confide in each other, conspire together (yes, even against me) and move to the same city and share their first apartment together. OK...that's going a bit far into the future, but the point is that I want them to always have each other (because they won't always have me and their dad).

I consciously try to foster that type of close sister relationship -- even letting them "sleep over" in each other's rooms (when I know I'm just going to have to go up at 11 p.m. and separate them).

So far, it appears to be working.

I'm especially proud of how consdierate they are of each other. They've took the "sharing" lesson to heart. Just yesterday, when I picked them up from preschool, Kelly had two Hershey Kisses that had been given to her by a classmate who had just been to Hershey, Pa. Now ... Kelly is a known chocolate-hound, there is nothing she loves more (except maybe ice cream with sprinkles), so I was blown away when she handed one of those kisses over to her sister. She had SAVED CHOCOLATES so she could share them with her little sister!

That's not to say it's all sunshine and roses at Casa Cass. They get into sister fights and can get to annoying and irritating each other. Kelly "did time" on the naughty stool just last night for whacking her sister -- though, in her defense, they were both very tired and irritable and needed to go to bed.

When her time was up and she apologized to her sister, Kelly wanted a snack. She wanted to make it herself and I'm trying to encourage indepedence, so I let her.

I went out to the kitchen to make a snack for Lauren too -- because I knew she'd want one when she saw Kelly with hers.

But, I didn't have to.

Kelly had already made her one, of course.