DS3 (a feisty NT 3 year old) was so sweet this morning.
DS1 woke up at 2.30am and stayed awake. Which meant that I had to stay awake with him. By 6.30am I was shattered and very cross. Especially as ds1 had spent the last hour shouting and generally being a nightmare.
ds3 woke up and called for me so I climbed into bed with him - then ds1 came skipping in shrieking. I said 'oh ds1 is being naughty' and ds3 said 'no he's not naughty, he's my brother and I love him'.
Awww.