Up until this point, Curly has not been a naturally affectionate child. Hugs have been scarce and she was more interested in doing lots of fun things than snuggling. Whether she has reached the magic age of six in which little girls begin forming friendships or whether my emphasis on teaching her to express affection has finally sunk in, I don't know.
I do know that this new cuddly Curly has us all smiling. To be sure her hugs are more often along the lines of a football tackle than a soft, warm, comfortable experience.
Her attachment to her little brother remains strong. More than once she described him as her "best friend." When they are in the middle of World War Three in the basement, I tend to question this description, but I do think overall they are about as close as siblings can be and I delight to see it.
Curly is like me in the intensity of her relationships. I hope my two older children continue their friendship through childhood and into adulthood.