My tall, blond guy with a tender heart.
You're probably the most sensitive little boy I've ever met.
I've seen you get really uncomfortable in certain situations more than once. You have such a big heart, and your emotions are so close to the surface.
I remember the look on your face when you saw the little girl fall off her bike. You knew she was in pain, and there you were, my poor darling, just staring at her, your eyes brimming with tears, wondering what you could do to help her, how to make her boo-boo go away.
Then I noticed how completely uncomfortable you were whenever you heard a baby crying. That’s when I started to wonder. While I was pregnant with your little sister, I was anxious about her arrival. I was afraid you’d have an over-the-top reaction when she came into our lives. I kept wondering how we were going to handle it all together.
Finally, that little chick came into our lives, and none of the things I’d imagined ever happened! From the very first time you met her, you were immediately drawn to her. Even though you were just a little kid, you made sure she had everything she needed. You wanted to feed her milk yourself. You handed me the wipes when it was time to change her diaper. You even lent her your PRECIOUS stuffed animal several times.
Now, it's not always a bed of roses, you in fucking four, she in terrible twos, sometimes you guys have a hard time being in the same room. But when she hurts herself, you're the first one there to make sure she's okay. You're the first one to give her a kiss when she bumps into something. You're a wonderful big brother. You're a bundle of emotions, which makes you a loving and caring little boy. A protector for your little girl.
My big guy, even at just 4 years old, you're probably one of the best big brothers I've ever seen. Don't ever change—she needs you so much.