Recently B has been taking a lot of pride in her role as big sister. She's trying to help C do things (like forward rolls and building block towers), she likes to help us take care of him (especially making shampoo mohawks with his hair at bath time). But her special big sister super power is making him happy when he is sad. She will do a little dance, make a funny face, sing a song, or find a toy. This comes in handy a lot since C is regularly getting bonks and bruises as his favorite activities currently include running everywhere, climbing on everything and jumping off and over anything that doesn't move.
One evening we were leaving Barnes & Noble and a little girl, maybe three or four years old, was crying and very upset (if we had to take a guess we would say it was some sort of a power struggle with the mom) but B reacted with lightening, superhero speed and found a stuffed animal in one of the bins and walked up to the little girl, handed her the toy and said "here ya go. You don't have to be sad anymore."
After we left she told us "I a GOOD big sister! I make people happy."
We've never been so proud of our daughter. (Or of ourselves, after all we are raising her so we get the credit when she turns out to be a stellar human being. Right?)
**J thinks its super funny to act out the mom's reaction over her child being given a toy by a well-meaning, sweet little two year old. We wonder if she ended up buying it or not.
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