Suddenly, Noah has become our helper. Two nights ago, I was giving Simon a bath, and I asked Noah for help getting the tub ready for me. Then, he helped put soap on Simon, and rinse him. Yesterday morning, he wanted to help put diaper cream on the baby. Then, I asked if he would help by holding him while I put my wrap carrier on (takes a couple of minutes, usually accompanied by a crying baby placed on an inanimate object). He was happy to sit on the couch, with Simon propped against him, and smiled a large grin. It was so sweet to see the two of them together, and content!
That morning I drove him to Tiffany's house, and Simon spent the entire trip crying. At one point, I heard Noah spontaneously trying to help by shushing him from his seat, "Pshhh! Pshh!" I couldn't help but smile. Then, at her house, he came up and stroked Simon's head, and was proud to show him off to his buddy Scarlett. When Scarlett approached the carseat, Noah got very protective, and said, "No, Scarlett, that's Mama's!" She said, "No it's not; it's Baby Simon's!" Noah retorted, "No, it's Mama's!" Then, she thought for a minute and replied, "But Mama doesn't stay there." Love these toddler conversations!
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