I love my baby brother!

Bringing home baby is always fun.  Such a memorable day in your life.  As the days go on everyone has to get use to a new little one in the house, especially the children that were already there.  There was three years between our first and second children.  Therefore there shouldn't be too much getting use to.  Grace would always say, "I love my baby brother."  That was a plus.  Every once in a while I would hear Bobby scream bloody murder.  I would go and make sure he was okay.  He was in the carriage and nothing was picking him.  Couldn't figure it out.  Finally the one day, there stood Grace looking in the carriage.  "Do you know why he is crying?"  Yes, he was going to cry so I smacked him in the head and gave him something to cry about.  I really wanted to laugh but kept it in.  Yes, children learn what we say and she followed through.  After that we really kept an eye on her when she was around him.  We never had a problem like that again....