Once upon a time, two sisters that everyone thought were twins when they were growing up both got married young and had 5 kids in about 10 years, lickety-split. Sometimes this sister lived far away and I got to go to Utah to see her youngest be born and sometimes she lived close-by and our kids had endless sleepovers and time together. Now our kids are almost all grown up. Over the years our kids have been good pals, good cousins and a lot of fun to watch together. Now this sister lives about 500 miles away, which is kind of far when life is busy, but this weekend, the kids saddled up and made the trek because Sam and Josh just needed to see each other. They will both be serving missions in the near future and may not see each other for about 2 1/2 or 3 years. It was a good thing because you know, family really does matter.