Daniel the Comforter

I've discovered that Daniel has more empathy than I do. Two recent examples.

1) I was laying on the couch, watching TV. I wasn't feeling great - still recovering from my cedar sickness. Daniel came over and hopped up and gave me a hug and a kiss and asked, "Do you need anything? Any medicines?"

"No, sweetie. That's very nice of you though."

"I'm supposed to be a doctor when I get big. Then I will take care of everybody."

2) This morning, Daniel woke up before anyone and dragged me out to help him get some breakfast. I gave him a bowl of cereal and when he was done, he went to play on the computer for a bit. I was (again) resting on the couch and Josh woke up. They had this conversation:

J: "Hi, Daniel!"

D: "Good morning Joshie! Did you have a good sleep? Oh, you still have your soother. I'll put that away for you."

J: "Uhh.. uhh.. umm.." starting to get upset

D: Returning from Josh's room, "Oh, don't cry. Are you sad cause you miss your soother?"

J: "Sniff, yeah"

D: Patting him on the head, "Oh, you are growing to such a big boy."

This is my three year old. He's such a big boy too.