Trevin, a bright-eyed and curious three-year-old, had been eagerly waiting for this moment. His parents, Sarah and David, had been preparing him for the arrival of a new sibling, explaining that he would now be a big brother and have an important role to play. They told him all about how he would get to teach Carson about the world and be his best friend.
As the sun dipped below the horizon and painted the sky with shades of orange and pink, the family gathered in the nursery, where the crib awaited its tiny occupant. Sarah cradled Carson, who was wrapped in a soft blue blanket, and David held Trevin’s hand as they approached the crib together.
Trevin’s eyes widened with wonder as he gazed at the tiny bundle of joy nestled in the crib. “That’s my baby brother?” he whispered, his voice filled with awe.
Sarah smiled warmly and nodded. “Yes, Trevin, this is Carson, your baby brother.”
Trevin took a step closer, his little fingers reaching out to gently touch Carson’s tiny hand. Carson responded with a tiny grip, as if to say, “Hello, big brother.” Trevin’s heart swelled with love and pride.