what big brothers are for....

Clara was crying while I was holding her.
Peter stopped playing and came from the playroom to check on her.

P: "Maybe she's hungry."
Me: "Nope, I just fed her."
P: "Well, maybe she needs a diaper change."
Me: "No, I just did that, too."
P: "Well, maybe she needs a big brudder."

Awww....

(and he was right...she stopped crying when he came out!)

sibling review

Andrew is reciting his (school) poems to Peter.
After each one, Peter excitedly says, "Good Job! Good job, Andrew!"