A couple of weeks ago we went to a fundraiser dinner and the boys favorite babysitter, Rachel ("Rae Rae" to the boys) came over to stay with them. Now Miller has been known to suffer from a bit of separation anxiety (we mention the word church and he starts saying, "no church...mommy stay" because he doesn't want to go to the nursery), but Rae Rae can usually overcome that pretty quickly.
Apparently this night was a little different though. After a while of fussing, Rae Rae was getting Miller ready for bed and Maxwell asked him, "Miller, do you want bubba to put you down?" to which Miller quickly replied, "uh-huh". So Maxwell went into Miller's room, sat in the rocking chair, held him on his shoulder, prayed with him and sang a song or two--no doubt, one of the same songs we sing at night when we go through this routine. Rae Rae then only had to help Maxwell put Miller in the crib because it was too tall for him to reach on his own. Talk about brotherly love!
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Soo precious!
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