We all got to know each other a little bit, today.
It’s so interesting to see the different approaches that the big brothers take. Clive is very excited about him, but once he realizes Mama will not let him poke the baby’s eyes or smack him on the head, he loses interest quickly.
Ephraim is much gentler (having already had one baby’s eyes to poke and therefore having lost the novelty somewhat). He is obsessed with “smelling” the baby. He says he smells good. Seeing as Anselm still has his umbilical cord stub attached and thusly hasn’t had a proper bath, I am not really sure I agree. To each his own, I guess.
It is exciting to me to see the camaraderie blossoming between the three of them. And–until Anselm is old enough to give back as much as he’ll no doubt get from his older brothers–a little alarming, too.