Almost Earth Shattering

My girls like to play dress up. It's usually called "house" or "family". Someone is the mommy and someone is the child and sometimes there is a baby, whether of the plastic doll or Benjamin persuasion. It never really entered reality land when my girls were completely not interested in changing, feeding, bathing or doing any of the real "looking after baby" stuff. Sure they liked to watch, but when I would say hey do you want to feed the baby, they would look at the jar of green mush and say "Ewww." As for changing the little turkey, not a chance. The other night, Emily came to me and said "Mom, can I put Benjamin to bed and do everything?" I looked at her puzzled "Everything?" She smiled "YEP!" Emily skirted off and got her little brother completely ready for bed. She changed his diaper, got his jammies on, read him a story, made him a bottle, fed him a bottle, said prayers and put him in his crib, turned off the light and shut the door. She came back downstairs and reported.

A Little Lesson:
Sometimes I can hear a concourse of angel choirs quietly singing in the near distance, and then it is like a burst of sunshine breaking through a cloudy sky and the volume of the symphony reaches it's climax as they break into Beethoven's Ode to Joy...kind of like THIS.
I know...a little dramatic, but it really felt like an earth shattering moment in the day to day goings on of our little family. Now I'm waiting for Jordan to suddenly request if he could clean the toilets or do several loads of laundry.