Every day he runs in the house and bee lines over to us. I’m normally nursing the baby around this time of day, but even if I wasn’t we’d probably be cuddling in bed anyway. “How’s the little one?” He always asks with a huge smile on his face. “He’s doing great.”
And then he plants a big kiss on his baby brother’s head and takes over the cuddling for me. I could do this every day for the rest of my life.