Yeah, she's got the bipolar reactions to her little brother down pat.
Some days, she's sitting in my lap and she'll feel him moving. I just describe this as kicking. More often that not, after she's been kicked for a while, she'll swing around in my lap (no small feat given how small it's getting) and kick him back. Usually this comes with some announcement like, "He kick me. I kick him back." It's all I can do not to laugh.
Tonight, though, I went upstairs to say goodnight after her bath. I got my usual hugs and kisses and put her down. She lifts my shirt and starts tugging on my waistband saying, "Good night, baby brudder." I helped her get my shorts below the belly and she gave the belly a kiss. Then came the usual nightly pronouncements, "I love you, baby brudder. Have sweet dreams." I melted.
I guess we have her prepared. I don't know that she really knows what she's getting in to, but she acknowledges him as a person, even in utero.
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