Recently, during one of his favorite parts of the day (a nice, long shower), he informed me of the following:
"Baby sister will be my best friend."
"I will hold baby sister, and I won't drop her. I'm strong."
"I love baby sister."
"Baby sister is a princess like you Mommy...but not anymore; in those pictures you were a princess [referring to the wedding photo he found a few days ago and has talked about ever since]."
How could I not melt with such a sweet big brother for our London?
I am so blessed.
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