. . . because Mara just said, “I’m writing the baby brother a card, but . . . how do you spell ‘Braxton’?” (Hopefully, she’ll be able to make the transition from “Braxton Hicks” when I quit calling him that and we choose an actual name!)
She cut out a heart on a piece of paper and wrote “Dear Braxton I <3 you From Mara.”
Then Mara wrapped two toys in a box “for the baby” and told Carissa that she couldn’t play with them any more. (“They’re for the baby now,” she informed Carissa.)
Mara wanted me to unwrap the “gifts” she brought for the baby.
Afterwards, she exclaimed, “I love you, little brother!” and kissed my belly.
Sweet, sweet. 🙂