Porter and Rigby

Porter has made up (out of nowhere) this little song:

Rigby Boo, Rigby Boo
Here I come
Rigby Boo, Rigby Boo
(then usually something with the word STINK in it) (he's allowed to say stink...)

and I think it's the most adorable thing in the world. It's more of a chant than a song but he "sings" it to Rigby a few times a day and I adore it. I am loving the way their relationship is growing. All on his own Porter has nick named Rigby Rigby Boo and sometimes it's just Brother. Porter is an incredibly protective brother - I can't leave the house or a store or the van without him saying "don't forget Rigby!" or "we can't leave Brother!" or something similar. I often overhear him saying "it's ok Rigby, I'm here," and little comforts like that. As a mother I am so in love with our newest addition and the joy he has brought to us but I can't help think what a wonderful gift it's been for Porter to have a sibling, especially a brother. Rigby gives Porter the biggest smiles he's got and no one can make him laugh like his big brother. Porter does pick on him somewhat (tonight I said, "give Rigby a kiss goodnight" and he said "I'll give him a headbutt!" ) but I know that he has so much love for that little boy and I am so grateful he is going to be a strong leader and good example for his brother.

Ok, ok, now I'm all teary eyed and sniffling but really, I don't know what greater joy I could have than being a mom and watching my children love each other.