Anson and Maddox skipped naps today.
Despite a very full day of activities, they were jacked, and when they should have been taking naps, they each (separately) trashed their bedrooms instead.
So, they went to bed early.
Before 7 pm.
Anson had a hair trigger all evening long, bursting into tears at the slightest of slights. But as we read stories, he snuggled his head against my shoulder, patted my stomach, and said, “Hey Mama, even if the baby is a girl, I’m going to love her and play nice with her and never make her cry, okay?”
Even if the baby is a girl, huh?
Anson is very eager for a baby brother, and I’d love to see him get that. But I’d also love to see Maddox get a little sister. I mean, no matter what, one of them is going to be disappointed.
I responded by saying, “I know you will, Anson. You are an excellent big brother.”
He looked at me with sage wisdom in his sweet face, gave me a closed-mouth smile, and simply nodded, knowingly.
Sometimes when you’re really good at something, it’s okay to just know it.