When I realized that my last two children would be only 15 months apart, everyone told me that they would be the closest of friends. It's moments like this when I realize it's true....
Carson woke up super crabby from a late afternoon nap and it didn't help that the inside of his upper thighs were irritated from running around in wet shorts earlier in the day. He was super upset as I put some medicine on his legs and Sophie was right there the whole time comforting him. Whenever he's hurt she brings him things to distract him, tells him to take a deep breath, and speak reassuringly while hugging or patting him. Today she got him a blanket and offered to watch Barney with him. As I got them both all tucked in, he turned to me and said, "Not you! I only want BoBo." (Not sure how that nickname has stuck for her but he rarely calls her Sophie.) When I came back into the room a few minutes later, I found that she had moved them to the other end of the couch and they were snuggled together watching their show.
Does it get any cuter than this?
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Nope, not really...unless of course there was a puppy involved. What a sweet post, Ames...so unlike you.
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Very cute.
His poor little legs! That hurts!
I hope tomorrow is just as nice. :)
Was that the secret to getting siblings to like each other? I just needed to have them closer in age? Somebody should have told me that... ;)
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