Big brothers are pretty special stuff.
When you're a baby,
nothing can knock you down a peg or two, like a new puppy.
Bye, bye novelty.
Sam didn't notice (I don't think), but I did.
William has been true to his baby brother.
He's still the apple of his eye.
He'd still choose holding Sam, over holding Charlie.
I'm sure, with time, Sam will regain his title.
William's there to love his brother like nobody's business.
And I'm left a happy momma.
Delighted by the love a big brother.