Ava loves her baby brother, but she really wants a sister. She asks me atleast once a week when she'll have a sister, if she'll ever have a sister, and what we should name her (right now, she's leaning toward Ella). There have been times in stores when she'll choose things to buy for her "baby sister" which leads other shoppers to look at her, then Jax, then my belly. It's always very awkward.
The other day, I asked Ava to play with Jax for a bit while I folded laundry (which is impossible with Jax around). About 10 minutes in I hear her giggling like a madwoman as she directed Jax to "stay still" and "put your arm in here." Then, I hear her excitedly "whisper" (if you know Ava, you know how unwhispery her whispers are) "Go show Mama." Next comes the pitter patter of Jax's feet and he comes bounding into my room with an impish smile slapped across his adorable little face. Oh my heck, I don't think I've laughed that hard in a LONG time! Of course, I immediately had to parade Jax downstairs so Andy could get a glimpse of his boy.
Now, it's your turn!
In his defense, I don't think he had any idea what his sister had actually done to him. He simply referred to the crown as his hat and when I asked him what the things were on his back he said, "Bee! Buzz, buzz!"
Ava isn't getting a sister anytime soon, lucky for her her baby brother doesn't mind playing dress-up... at least for now.