Brothers

I have such fond memories of my big brother taking care of me when we were little--cleaning our room, taking me on trips to Ameristop, bringing me souvenirs from his trips, etc. (and even though they dropped me on the cement and tried to push me into Niagra River, I have some fond memories of my sisters, too!)

Along with Elliott's syndrome comes some social awkwardness. It makes me sad to see him around kids his age because he just doesn't want to interact with them. And some people don't invite him to things because he can be so difficult. I have worried that Elijah would be the same way and that the two of them wouldn't get along. But then I see things like this, and it just warms my heart.

Thank goodness for brothers (and sisters)!