brotherly love

The other night Anneli was having a hard time going to sleep and was pretty cranky. I took her in her room to rock her and try to get her to relax.
Elijah was postponing bedtime (of course) and busted into the room. He came in right as I was singing "Whistle Down the Wind" to the baby. He got kind of mad and said, "That's my song!"
I told him that we can share songs and Anneli likes it when we sing to her too. I then asked him if he wanted to help me sing it to her. He was pretty happy about that and sat on the ottoman next to me, rubbed the baby's head, and sang every.single.word along with me.
{and it's kind of a long song. I was impressed!}
As he sat there singing to his baby sister and sharing "his" song with her trying to comfort her, I got pretty emotional over the whole view.
Some of my concerns over how this whole sibling thing was going to be kind of melted away. Seeing the love Elijah had for his baby sister and how he wanted to take care of her helped put my mind at ease that they will be close and love each other, no matter the age gap.
Going from one to two has been quite a bit more rough than I expected, (and also not as as rough as I expected... however that works) but that small moment between these two siblings helped me see that there is some glimmer for hope and peace amidst the exhaustion and tears.
I have two kids!! Two of the sweetest kids in the world
:)