Sweet Little Man

Today Gavin fell down this afternoon and was crying, it was naptime anyway, so Andrew brought him upstairs to me to put him down for a nap. We were in my bed since Seth was still sleeping in the other room, and Gavin did NOT want to settle down and go to sleep! Then I hear this little voice next to me: "Mommy, this is for Gavin." Seth is there with a pacifier for his brother! So sweet to be woken up by Gavin's screaming and still want to comfort him. I asked Seth if he wanted to come up and get a hug, and he did. He says, "I found it in our bunkbed." (They are both sleeping in the one bunk with rails right now till we get a second mattress.) I asked Seth if he liked sleeping in his new bunkbed. "Not so very much." He just makes me laugh - who knows where he heard that phrase and what he really means by it. :o)! He also made me laugh a couple of other times today. I am trying not to interfere in the boys' tiffs as often, hoping they will learn to work them out. I heard them at it in the other room, then they both appear at the bottom of the stairs. Gavin is crying and a little upset. Seth (without me asking) says, "Gavin is crying because Zebra hit him." So I ask if he was holding Zebra, and he was. Later he lied to me in order to go downstairs while I was in the shower, and when I caught him in his lie gave him a time out. We talked about trust and telling the truth. He then says, "Mommy, I ate a fish." I ask what kind, not sure if he is using his imagination or telling me something for real. He shows me with his fingers that is was 'this big' and red. I realize that while he was being naughty he decided to eat Swedish fish that were on the table downstairs and he had been told not to eat. I love his honesty, and hope that he continues to tell me the truth. It sure cracks me up that he tells on himself, though.