My favorite son

Since Kate's arrival it's been hard spending quality time with Ethan. The day we came home from the hospital Ethan came down with a bad cold (and so did Daddy for that matter). This made things worse. "Ethan, here's your new sister, Kate. Don't touch her!" That went over really well! Not only did he have to stay away, he couldn't stay near me, either. A whole week has passed without our kisses and cuddles, and I was beginning to feel it. That in combination with the pool of hormones we call "baby blues", I found myself in tears late one night, crying over the days when it was just "us three", or "just Ethan and me." I was a basket case.

Then two days ago I got the chance to reconnect with my favorite son. Kate's eating and nap time fell just at the right time. I still had some energy that afternoon, and so I told grandma that Ethan and I were going to play in the backyard while she could take a break. David has taught Ethan how to turn on and off the garden hose, so now he can fill up his watering can all by himself (and not run up the water bill!). I hadn't seen him do this yet, and as I watched him turn on the hose, fill the watering can, and turn off the hose, it was like looking at a full-fledged little boy. He's just a toddler, almost a preschooler, but he seemed so much older, like so much time had passed. Look at this video and see for yourself.



Having Kate has made me love my son even more.