(Andrew sharing his animals with baby James)
Don't get me wrong, they are often pounding or poking or bossing each other around, but sometimes they just are so sweet.
1) One night 6-year-old Benny forgot that I had given him his kiss goodnight, and the next morning I found out he had cried about it, until 8 1/2-year-old Max climbed down from the top bunk and gave him kisses on both cheeks.
2) Three-year-old Andrew sometimes has a nightmare or night terror and cries out in his sleep. But before I can get there, Max has climbed down from the top bunk, turned on his flashlight, and has covered Andrew back up or talked to him to help him out. I caught him doing so at 4 AM on my way to work and praised him for his kindness. He sleepily said, "It's ok mom, but could Andrew sleep with you guys?"
3) JB and I both had overlapping church meetings one evening and got a babysitter. When I left, the three older boys were all tucked into bed downstairs (and thoroughly kissed goodnight), and 9-month-old baby James had not quite fallen asleep yet so Macy had charge of him. She texted about 40 minutes later that the baby was crying and all the boys were out of bed. I rushed back to find that Max and Benny had been getting out all sorts of toys for the baby, and were singing to him, and even tried to feed him. They told me, "Macy sure needed help." I loved their willingness to help, though I'm pretty sure they only unsettled the baby more!