I'm the Big Sister

It's been a few months now since Tylo came to live with us and I thought I would tell you just what I think about that. 

 Mostly I'm interested in him, in this weird little thing that suddenly appeared one day.  I mean, I haven't always liked him because he certainly does take attention away from me sometimes but I'm getting used to it him.

Mostly I just like to help him and mommy.  I like to push him in the swing, even when it swings back and knocks me down. 

I like to get his diapers for mommy... but just to show I'm not 100% on board with this little one, I put it on his face. 

I also like to hand him toys... or ya know... play with him like he's my toy.

Sometimes I like to try to pick Tylo up - Mommy does it so why can't I?  The other day when he was getting read to drink some milk I thought I'd be helpful and hand him to Mommy.  Mommy didn't think that was a good idea yet - said he's too big for me but he seems pretty small.  Whatev.

Sometimes I like to have mommy sit him down next to me.

I even insist that he sits in my lap sometimes!

When mommy or daddy reads me a book, I sometimes like to make sure he sees the pictures in the books.  Wouldn't want him to feel left out.

 You've all seen how good I am about giving him kisses but sometimes I like to give him a good squeeze hug.  I secretly just like to slobber on him or see just how hard I can squeeze!

When Tylo started to smile I tried to make him laugh - he's not there yet.  But it was fun to tickle him to make him try.

 Recently mommy and daddy brought down a piece of paper with a bunch of black things on it and said that Tylo likes to look at it.  I don't know why.  I  mean, it's pretty, but it's certainly not as colorful as my pictures!  I should show him my pictures!

But if he likes it, I'll show it to him.

I'm very aware of when he wakes up and cries while I'm trying not to take my afternoon nap - I tell mommy, from my crib, that he's awake.  And if he's just fallen asleep I tell mommy "shhhh, the baby."  I'm not always quiet myself when he's sleeping because that's hard to do, but I try.

Mom thought it'd be a good idea for me to show him how to lay down on the blankets one day but to me that translates to - I must always lay down on the blanket first and if mom tries to lay him down first, or by himself, I make sure she knows that I don't appreciate that!

I've tried to help her put him to sleep by rocking his cradle.  I don't think mommy thought that was very helpful since I'm such a good rocker.  I was doing it just like mommy and rocking with all my might.  What's wrong with that?

Whenever I wake up, or we go somewhere without him, I ask where he's at.  I must know - I'm his keeper - I need to know where he is at all times. 

I guess he's okay to have around.  At first I was a little jealous of him, but when I saw that he doesn't do much I realized that mommy, daddy, and I can still have fun.  But I like to help him try to play with us sometimes.  I give him rattles since he seems to like them, but I know he can't grab them yet so I try really hard to get them in his hand... not always possible. 

I wonder if he'll ever be able to play with me.  I hope so!  I do like being his big sister... for now.