He loves to lie next to him and tell me, "Mommy, I love baby broder."
Then he tells me "I kiss baby brother."
And it all warms my heart so much ... and then he says "Mommy, I wrestle baby brother when he grows bigger." I smile and remember that while brothers love each other, they are also boys. And these sweet days of them snuggling and sharing tender moments will surely give way to headlocks, sword fights and peeing contests.
I'm in for quite the ride, huh?