Today we had Eli's 4 month doctor visit during which we were treated to three shots. The real treat was the time we spent waiting for the doctor to come in.
Archer and Shelly pretended to be doctors. And they spun around on the stool and then of course investigated the parts underneath. The next thing I know Shelly's holding out hands covered in grease. "Shelly! Why did you touch that?" "Archer told me to." She wasn't tattling, just telling it like it was. I tried so hard not to laugh as I turned to Archer and told him that as the older one, he had a "responsibility to be responsible." Ok, it wasn't eloquent. But I gave him a mini-lecture on not telling her to do stuff that he knew wasn't right. All while trying not to laugh because it was a little funny. He responded to the speech by telling Shelly to jump out this window right here... "Shelly, when your brother tells you to do something you know is wrong..."
Tonight I saw it in action again, the older one telling the younger one what to do. But she ASKED him. Because she didn't know what to decide and so of course she'd ask her older, cooler brother what the right thing was. And that is how we got through reading the "Choose your own adventure" book tonight. David would ask Shelly and she would turn to big brother. "What's the right thing, Archer?" Oh how I pray that when it really counts, he'll give her the right answer, the good advice, the wise council that she needs to hear. And likewise, that she will do the same for him, the way my sister has done for me countless times.
1 comment:
awwwwe! thanks am! love ya, and i feel the same way!
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