Baby Magic

Bringing little Oliver home has added so much to this household of ours. For one, it adds the night time hours back into our wakeful memory, but more than that, we now know our entire family. We have no plans of having any more kiddos and it's fun to think about the four of us growing and getting to do things together.

Austin has found his calling in his almost-two-year-old life. He was born to be a big brother. The magic of a baby doesn't escape this toddler and he often seeks comfort from Oliver instead of Mommy or Daddy. I wrote about the foot stubbing, which isn't the only time the baby has had to kiss away the pain for Austin, but he also comforts when Austin is just upset. The other night we were having our daily dinner argument, "Austin, you can't just eat pretzels for dinner." "No, Austin, you can't have another vitamin for dinner." "Austin, how about just ONE bite? Please? Just ONE bite and then you can have another piece of pretzel..." We usually start talking about dinner about a half hour before we actually eat so as to prepape him for this horrendous nightly activity. Usually this works and we can get a small serving of something healthy in him before we bring out the ol' peanut butter tub and pretzels (some protein is better than none, right??). Well, this night the conversation was not even going well. Austin was crying with tears streaming down his face as if we just told him that there was no Santa and then stomped on his foot. I was nursing Oliver and he came and put his head in Oliver's lap. I mistakenly thought that he was trying to get to me and bent over to kiss his head, and he pushed me away. Then I started to rub his back (something he might be addicted to as much as me) and he pushed me away. Turns out he just wanted to snuggle the baby and it was just an inconvenience that the baby was hooked to mama at the moment.