Little Miss has grown increasingly protective of her little brother lately. She grows uncomfortable when people get too close or too interested in him when we are out and about. She moves in slowly, and positions herself between Master and the intruding individual . . . giving the stranger her best "hmmmmph!" accompanied by a look that clearly says "Back. Off."
Tonight, after laying a sleeping Master in his crib, I went to Miss's bed for one last tickle/kiss, as I usually do. She smiled, giggled, and then said (in a very stern tone):
"Mommy. *Don't* wake him up."
When we move to our new house, these two will probably not share a room anymore. There are many practical considerations (especially involving naps) that make separating them a good idea.
But . . . . . .
Having them share a room has been so good for both of them. Master clearly feels comforted by the presence of his sister. Miss has had her first real lesson (at the ripe old age of three) in looking out for someone else before herself. Anyone who knows our little girl knows that she *loves* to talk, sing, dance, and make merry. But she doesn't do those things when Master is sleeping in the room with her, even if she is wide awake. Instead, she quietly looks at her books, and reminds others (including her mother) that we are not to wake him up.
It is sweet to see a bond forming, feelings of love and protectiveness stirring between these two little people. Sure, they'll do their share of fighting as the years go by, but they'll learn from those experiences, too. That's why we have families.
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