Alden is proving to be an attentive big sister. The first thing she does every morning is to inquire into August’s whereabouts. Upon identifying his location (it’s almost always “in his beddy”), she demands to see him, feed him, and hug him. These demands continue pretty much constantly throughout the day until bedtime. Almost always, the last order of business before turning in for the night, is to hug the baby. Last night I happened to have my camera handy.
I hope the love fest will continue once August no longer resembles a stuffed animal and starts racing around messing with Alden’s stuff, but for now, it is a wonderful thing to see the rapture play out, again and again.
