When Garrett pulls his shoes out for me to put on him, Caleb grabs his and brings them to me.
When Garrett runs down the sidewalk, Caleb follows.
When Garrett jumps, Caleb jumps (or tries to; he can't get his feet off the ground yet).
When Garrett sifts through the fridge for something to eat, Caleb suddenly decides he's also hungry.
When Garrett sits down at the table, Caleb climbs up his highchair.
When Garrett picks a book to read, Caleb picks one, too, from the same shelf.
When Garrett starts to color, Caleb grabs his crayons.
When Garrett spins around in circles, Caleb gets dizzy, too.
When Garrett makes silly and obnoxious noises, Caleb joins in the chorus.
When Garrett announces that he needs his blanket, Caleb rushes for his own.
When Garrett decides to play with cars, Caleb agrees that would be fun. When Garrett screams in frustration because Caleb is invading his space and so decides to play with his toy trains instead, Caleb screams and switches, too -- much to Garrett's chagrin.
When Garrett bangs his head on the floor because he's mad, Caleb does, too. (Caleb also subsequently starts crying, though usually not for the sake of imitation.)
When Garrett gets put in time out, Caleb voluntarily stands next to him.
And when Garrett gets a post-time out hug, Caleb wiggles his way into my arms, too.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
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7 comments:
That is so sweet...brotherly love
I love this post.
True, true!
How does Caleb do when Garrett is at preschool? Kennedy has recently stopped napping while Patrick is at school and seriously wanders around like she has NO IDEA what to do with herself without him. We're working on it--I'm actually glad she's getting a chance to practice doing her own thing!
Sounds like my house. To. A. T!!
Amyjane -- Caleb absolutely RELISHES his alone time while Garrett is at school. Part of those 3 hours is spent napping, but the rest he just loves not having the toys he's playing with swiped out of his hands.
That is cute, but I can see how Garrett might get annoyed sometimes.
Lindsay, I couldn't help but smile upon reading this post. I felt like you could publish it in a children's story book as I pictured your boys' adventures on each page playing, running, crying, and hugging their sweet mama for a happily after all ending!
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