Its amazing to me how much my twin boys love their baby brother. They love him just as much as I do. When they’re here I always have a volunteer to hold him, feed him, or even change his diapers. No, that’s not a typo. My 11 year old boys are changing diapers.
When I got home from work this afternoon the boys were already upstairs playing Xbox in their room. The baby was asleep from the ride so I left him in his car seat on the couch and went upstairs to change. One of the boys came out to say hi. He then asked where the baby was. I told him downstairs. He immediately headed for the steps. I stopped him and told him the baby was sleeping. Then he says, ” Awwwwww,” with disappointment evident on his face.
It made me feel all warm and tingly inside to know that my kids love each other so much. I love my kids and couldn’t imagine my life without them.