the thing is, his crying never bothered me because I could always tell why he was crying, and he cried the most when we went on long road trips because he was strapped into his baby car seat and I felt bad for him. other times I knew when he was hungry or needed a diaper change. of course my mom took care of all that. I remember one time my brother was sleeping in bed and me and my grandma were on the bed next to him. he gave a little smirk while sleeping and I asked my grandma why babies would smile in their sleep and she said that babies do that when they see god in their dreams. that answer really touched me, and it makes me think about my grandma who passed away not too long after that.
IIN to think my baby brother was the cutest thing ever?
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the thing is, his crying never bothered me because I could always tell why he was crying, and he cried the most when we went on long road trips because he was strapped into his baby car seat and I felt bad for him. other times I knew when he was hungry or needed a diaper change. of course my mom took care of all that. I remember one time my brother was sleeping in bed and me and my grandma were on the bed next to him. he gave a little smirk while sleeping and I asked my grandma why babies would smile in their sleep and she said that babies do that when they see god in their dreams. that answer really touched me, and it makes me think about my grandma who passed away not too long after that.