the other half

I wanted to follow up my Saturday struggle story with an example of Mr. Mister's sweetness. Yesterday, he kissed my belly and said, "Hi, baby" in the cute high voice that little kids use when the talk to even littler kids. Then he said to me, "When the baby comes out, Mr. Mister want to rock it." And he picked up his stuffed duckie and rocked it really slowly, gazing at it with a lovey look in his eyes. He'll be a good big brother!