BigMan – “Him likes me, Mama.”
”I love you, too, Baby.”
When Daddy was holding TheFinalist the other day, BigMan, already accustomed to seeing TheFinalist in my arms constantly, looked at my empty arms and asked where the baby was. “Get him, Mom.” “It’s okay, Daddy has him.” “No, GET HIM, MOM!”
BigMan is very concerned about his nursing blister. Wants to know when the “scrape” will go away.
The night before having him, BigMan was asking (again) how TheFinalist would come out of my belly. I explained (yes, I did). And then he asked “How the doctor help? With a spoon or a knife?” After laughing, I said, “I hope neither.” And explained again (yes, I did). He then asked to see where he would come out. More laughing on my part, “No, sir. We don’t look there.” Last night, 11 days after TheFinalist’s birth and very little discussion between times about how he got here, BigMan asked again to see “where him come out”. “No, sir. But thanks for the laughs!”
ThePrincess – “Look at his little hands. His little ears.”
”He’s a lot cuter than I thought he’d be.”
“He’s so soft, Mama.”
”I didn’t know he wouldn’t have any teeth. I like his little mouth with no teeth in it.”
TheMiddlest – “He’s the King of all babies.”
”He’s so pretty.”
After hugging me the other day, TheMiddlest said, “I like that I can hug you all the way around now.” And while sitting next to me, “I can’t wait until your belly is real little so that I can sit in your lap again.”
TheMiddlest is worried about TheFinalist’s belly button. He wants it to go away. And loves when I give him a bath. He likes how TheFinalist’s hair gets “fuzzy”.
TheOldest - ”He’s finally here.”
“I get to be his big brother now.”
TheOldest loves his baby smell. Says my bed now smells like TheFinalist. He talks about “that baby smell” a lot.
While I got dressed yesterday, TheFinalist was crying on the bed. TheOldest crawled up and laid beside him. He started singing to him and I heard TheOldest whispering things to him like, “You have little fingers. Little hands. Little face. Little feet.” And on and on. When TheFinalist settled, TheOldest was so proud that he had settled him.
Though TheOldest’s words are not recorded as much, I should note, how much this child loves this baby. Gazes at him. Unbelievable really. I’m continually amazed by his gentleness, his attentiveness, his adoration of him.
Heard constantly from all four, “Can I hold him now?”
When we all got packed into the van the first time, ThePrincess noted that, “We have A LOT of kids now!”
