Yesterday afternoon you were on the rug with Patrick, who was playing with his baby-friendly school buses. I reminded him to share with you and walked into the kitchen to get a snack.
You started crying a short while later-really crying. You had the scrunched up sad puppy face that no parent can resist hugging and kissing. And I knew it then, even before I saw your brother's blank stare.
Your brother hit you, it was just a question of with what... I suspect one of the school buses (due to the amount of tears, but I couldn't find a mark).
Forgive him, because you guys are brothers and just like you are learning so much each day, he is still learning the art of sharing.
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