Little Mommy

Eli has been sick for a couple of days and Chloe has been intermittently helpful and sweet to him. Yesterday he woke up from his nap screaming. It seemed nothing would calm him. She ran to me, "Mommy Eli is crying!" She opened his door and got him a clean diaper out. As I picked him up she said, "Shh, Eli, it's ok." Then I laid him down, still screaming, to change his diaper. She reached out and grabbed his little hand and began to hold it and kiss all over it. He jerked away and instead of being ill at him, she started singing "Chloe Loves Eli, Chloe Loves Eli" to the tune of the household favorite "Mommy Loves Chloe." He cried right through it all, but her sweet spirit made my stress melt away.