Zachary asked me if he could look at our old photo albums. We don't have many as just about the time Zachary was born I switched to digital photography and rarely have had prints made since. I told Zachary he could look under my bed and dig out whatever albums he wanted.
Later, I saw him on the floor head to head with Micah. "That's me, Micah, when I was born," he was saying "just like you, but I was more red." It was important to him to show his baby brother that he was a baby once, too. And there was Micah, responding as you might expect--bobbing his head, grabbing at the plastic sheets, trying to pull everything into his mouth.