Rejection is a tough pill to swallow. Just ask Grace. She chokes on it every day.
Every day she gazes at Claire like she is the best thing she has ever seen. Mom and Dad are still pretty neat, but we don't hold a candle to the way she looks at Claire. I don't know if it's those big hazel eyes or the cute little nose or just the fact that she is her size. But today, when I had them facing each other, after about two minutes of looking at nothing but Claire, Grace smiled her really big smile.
And Claire responded to this affection in the only way she knows how.