Goodness I fall more in love with Brooks every time I see him engage and take on his role as big brother to Ava.
Sure, he thinks sharing with sister means giving her the crumbs from the last of the "go-fish" bag...
And if he covers his eyes he disappears from the, equally sweet and messy, predicament the cinnamon sugar got him and Ava in the other day...apparently they thought it tasted just as good on the couch as it does on toast.
But he has a magic touch with her.
Clapping and patting her hands in the bath tub the other night made her laugh so hard that she got weak in the knees and couldn't stand...so plop and splash went her cute bum in the bathtub, and they both continued the laughing fest 'til they were out of breath.
Or today when she was crying in the car, he reeeeached over, and calmed her by holding fingers.
Yea, I'd say that being a brother is definitely better than being a superhero.