The boys have been so sweet to each other this week. Yesterday we drove to the hospital to have dinner with Kevin. I was struggling to carry everyone's dinner & drinks while managing the boys from the truck to the water fountain where we had planned to meet Kevin. Carter could see that I was having trouble, and he told me, "You don't need to hold Bryson's hand, Mommy. I'll do it." It was so cute and sweet. They held hands and walked together the whole way.
Today in the car, Carter was talking about what he wants to be when he grows up. He said, "I want to be a truck driver. I'm going to drive all kinds of trucks." He named all the trucks he wanted to drive and ended his long list with a firetruck. Then he asked Bryson, "Do you want to be a fireman with me? We can sit in the cab together and both drive the firetruck!" Bryson's response was, "Wee wee whoa whoa!" Carter (in an irritated tone) says, "Hey! I'm tryin' to talk 'bout growing up!"
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This is so sweet. That's one of the best things having more than one child I think, is seeing them interact with one another. Carter is such a big boy, and so sensitive to realize you needed help.
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