Normally, when I disappear into the basement to do laundry my time is cut short by the screaming of a baby. Usually it is R screaming because J either stole his toy, hit him or closed himself behind the door to the basement leaving R all alone in the kitchen. I guess to some degree, it is the job of the older brother to torture the younger. Today, however, there was ample time to complete the laundry and as I was walking up the stairs I overheard J saying to R, “This is a train. It’s going through the tunnel. See R?” I only had a few seconds to capture this moment so excuse the quality – my settings were all over the place and I did my best to fix it – but I am so happy I managed to catch a picture of J being so sweet and kind to R and teaching him about trains.
My Everyday Life 