Despite our dire predictions, Henry has adjusted beautifully to being a brother. I don't think he has experience more than thirty seconds of jealousy. We could not have asked for a better outcome. He always wants to hold her, kiss her, hug her. He watches me carefully and tries to replicate what I do. Today he was rubbing her belly, telling her that it was OK. He tells me if she is crying and learned quickly to tell Grandma that Molly needed a diaper change, not me. Smart boy :) Tonight he was laying on the couch and Molly was squawking bit. He sat up, looked back at me and said "Ma, EAT!" Just feed the damn baby already!
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