Sophia loves Buddy.

Sophia loves her brother. A lot. She follows him around, yells at him when he gets too far ahead of her in a store, constantly tries to sit on his lap, and hugs him every chance she gets. She also calls him Buddy. I don't know why. We often referred to him as Brother when she was little instead of Connor, so I am guessing that has something to do with it.

It is pretty cute the way that she loves that boy, but tonight on the way home to Fort Wayne from Topeka, it was just flipping adorable. Connor had fallen asleep and was laying his head near Sophia's car seat with his hand resting there as well. Sophia starts giggling like she just won the lottery and says "Mama, Buddy hand." I turn around to look and see that she is very sweetly holding his hand in hers with one hand and gently patting him on the head with the other hand. She is also grinning ear to ear because she knows that if he was awake, there is a 60% chance that he wouldn't be letting her do either of these things.

And I am kicking myself because my camera isn't in my hands where it should be to capture this adorable moment, but is instead, locked securely in the trunk.