About a month ago we accepted a new foster placement--a three-month-old baby boy. AJ was absolutely enamored with the newest member of our family and spent the whole first day by his side. He held his hand and sang to him and rocked him and tried to hug him more times than I could count.
By evening when Daddy came home, AJ had baby care down to a science. We put Chase in the swing and AJ said his goodnights. As he went up to bed, in a moment of stunning clarity for our speech delayed boy, AJ said, "Daddy. If he cries, just turn up his music, ok?"
That's not even the best part. Shortly after AJ went to bed, Chase was crying and crying. We picked him up, rocked him, tried to feed him, tried a pacifier. For lack of any other option, we put him back in the swing and turned up the music. And he went right to sleep.
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He's such an intuitive boy. I LOVE this story! He has the biggest heart.
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