My eldest son is such a sweetheart. Just in general. He does his chores and pretty much anything I ask with a willing and generous spirit. He is usually patient with his younger siblings and I have to say that I often watch his interactions with them with a big grin on my face.
The other day we were all coming in the back door and Girly wanted to play in the snow for a minute. Daddy asked the Boy to get her to come inside. My Boy stood on the back deck and sang a little song to the Dora theme song's tune. In the song, he told her to walk down the path, over the deck and into the back door. Dh and I stood in the kitchen listening to this with huge proud smiles, how many 13 year old boys have the patience and kind-heartedness to sing their 2 year old sister into the house? And it worked!
When he came in I had to embarrass him with a huge mommy kiss and hug and tell him how terrific I think he is. I don't think he was embarrassed though, he was beaming. It is always nice to be appreciated. And I so appreciate him.
I would have just gone and picked her up and dragged her into the house, and she would have been mad. Instead she was smiling and singing. What a terrific big brother.