And while little Evelyn is playing the angel of the family, Breyton is keeping things real.
His latest exploits include mixing flour in the brown sugar when we made apple cobbler together. He kept telling me he wanted to "pour the flour in the THING," and asking if it was okay. From my vantage point, it looked like he was scooping it up and pouring it back into the bag, so I kept telling him "that's fine, sweetie!" He probably thought he just caught me on a very permissive day. He still looked guilty, though!
Maybe I trust him just a little more than I should trust a nearly-three-year-old, overly fond big brother. Evie fell asleep on the floor one morning, and Breyton was looking absorbed in his books, so I took a quick shower. I returned minutes later to find him cuddled up next to her (see below) with his arm across her, just talking quietly to her as she slept and "nuzzling" his nose against her nose. Mind you, there was no pink blanket when I left...Breyton dug through our drawer of blankets and picked this particular one out for them. He really loves "tucking Evie in" and snuggling with her. At least once a day he will do this, then call out excitedly, "look mom! We're cozy!"
What can I say? Life is so, so good.
*Special thanks to my fantabulous sisters-in-law (sister-in-laws?) for Evie's beautiful hair accessories! You'll be seeing much more in future photos!


