And hat.
Olive adores her brother.
He lost his balance in the kitchen last night and fell (like he does every night), this time hitting the back of his head on the table. I pulled Elias to my lap on the floor, as he cried and swung his arms to hit me.
Olive walked up to him and rubbed his back.
Happy Friday.
Nothing quite like sibling love when there's a crisis. Adorable pictures!
Posted by: Niksmom | 11/12/2011 at 02:22 PM
Thank you! I find myself in awe of Olive's love for her big brother who more often than not responds with a rough touch or indifference. But it doesn't matter how many times he pushes her down she is right back,calling his name. And to his credit, he did say the other day, "I like having Olive in the house." His love is there, he just doesn't show it with a pat on the back.
Posted by: Christy | 11/12/2011 at 02:29 PM