The sweetest kind of love

"If only I had my camera." I don't know how many times a week I say that, and last night was one of those moments. Once again Hannah was being punished for talking back and not listening, and so I made her stand with her nose to the wall. After what seemed like forever of her of crying I look over (she's still crying....loudly) Max has his hands wrapped around her waist and is laying his head on her back... after a few minutes of that he starts rubbing her back from butt all the way up to as far as he could reach on her head. It was so sweet... he really adores her, and she is good with him... I just wish she was as good with me. Maybe I should teach him to discipline her... she might listen to him.