Throughout my pregnancy, people have asked me if Axel is excited to be a big brother. Ummmm, not really, I would say. He's 16, or 17, or 18 months old. He's excited about dogs, airplanes, the refreshing taste of apple juice, and spinning around until he falls over. Big brother is not a concept that he gets. He does not know there's a baby coming. His favorite two word phrase is "Hi, truck!"
Well, all of a sudden, he seems to get it. About a week ago, he added the word baby to his vocabulary. We installed the baby's car seat, next to Axel's seat, and told him that it's for his baby brother. He looked at the car seat, asked, "Baby?" as in, "So, where is this mysterious baby of which you speak, hmmmm? I know what a baby is, and there's not one around here, I can tell you that."
Axel seemed to think we were full of crap, with all of this baby talk for a baby that, quite clearly, did not exist.
Then, a few days later, he said baby, looked at Sean, and pointed at my belly. He gave it a gentle pat.
I was shocked at this cognitive leap. He gets it, I thought. It's amazing!
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