Saturday, April 11, 2009

Brothers.

When Ethan was first born, it was delightful to watch Jonathan interact with him. His mind always seemed to be filled with nice thoughts -- "I will hug him and kiss him and give him squishes!" Time went by, and Ethan's eyes became the best place to jab little curious fingers. Ethan didn't like it. Now that Ethan is a little bigger, he is in love with Jonathan. Jonathan jumps, Ethan laughs. Jonathan talks, Ethan laughs. Jonathan plays with a toy, Ethan laughs. Jonathan farts, Ethan laughs (well, ok, we laugh too). Jonathan, originally enamored with his little brother, cannot stand it! So now, I am seriously torn. When Ethan reaches out for Jonathan, and Jonathan bats his hand away, Ethan laughs. Do I let it continue, because Ethan is oblivious to the fact that their game is not a "nice" one? In then end, I punish Jonathan for hitting brother. Everyone is sad. Way to go, mom.

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