Brotherly Love

As I was changing Isaiah's diaper, Nathan climbed up into September's chair and started kissing her vigorously. I rushed up as quickly as I could to rescue my poor baby.

When I pried Nathan away, I was not a bit surprised that he complained vociferously about being yanked away from his beloved Bay-bee.

I was a bit surprised, though, when Bay-bee burst into tears at being separated from her beloved brudder-wuggy.

Oh yes.