Jason and I were talking the other night about how our boys are with each other. When one is upset, the other is usually right there trying to help.
After the Polar Express on Saturday night, we went out to dinner. It was a long evening for the boys, and Gabe melted down at the end. We carried him out of the restaurant, screaming and sobbing. As soon as they were buckled into the car (with Gabe still crying), Zach turned to Gabe and said, "I sorry, Gabe." He was trying to comfort his big brother! It was the sweetest thing ever.
Today when I picked Gabe up from school, Zach turned to him and said, "Dabe, I miss you." And Gabe responded that he missed him, too. Heart melted!
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