Sister Cara

Two quick stories today; one from the nanny and one I saw for myself.

Jonathan continues to show a great love of reading. We have books stashed all over the house now. When we need to put Jonathan in his crib while we get dressed in the morning - we hand him a book. When we want him to lie still after a bath so we can rub him with lotion and dry his hair - he gets a book. When I want to distract him from climbing the stairs for the fifth time in a row - I pull out a book. So the nanny wasn't at all surprised yesterday to find Jonathan and Cara sitting quietly together. Jonathan had a book open and was turning the pages one by one. He "read" a full story to Cara, who sat by, entranced. At the end, he closed the book with great gusto and threw it away.

He is truly starting to see Cara as another person and not just a toy, although he does forget this at times. Yesterday afternoon I got home a little early and was watching the kids play. Jonathan was practicing his walking and crashed down next to Cara, who was startled and began to cry. The nanny picked her up to comfort her, but she kept wailing angrily. Jonathan showed true concern. He walked around and around the nanny and Cara. He reached up to pat Cara's arm, and when she looked at him, tears still streaming down her face, he put his head to the side on her hand with a clear look of "I'm sorry."