Kyle isn’t always tolerant of his baby brother in the mornings. He can get cranky about Mr. S getting into his space. So small moments of togetherness in the morning make me smile.
Today both boys were sitting on either side of me on Kyle’s bed. Kyle patted my lap and said “lap,” then I said, “Kyle is sitting next to Mommy” and he repeated, “next Mommy.”
Mr. S leaned across me, looked at Kyle and said, “Hi Kyle!” Then to my surprise, Kyle leaned across me toward Mr. S and looked him in the eyes. They both smiled. How I wished someone had been standing across from us with a camera. The picture in my head will have to suffice.