I didn't always like my little brother Jens. In fact, there were several years of my childhood when I wished he would just "get out and stay out"! But, before those years started (and for many years hence), I have adored him tenderly. This picture captures one of those moments of 2-year-old rapture at having a baby of my very own! I loved on him nearly to the point of suffocation (that's both figurative and literal--ask me later and I'll tell you the story). Fortunately for Jens, now I have my own babies to cuddle and kiss. And while I don't love Jens any less, I think it would be a little awkward for both of us if I stood over his bed and watched him sleep.
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