It's amazing how fast time is going - it seems like only a few weeks ago that Adam was a tiny newborn, cradled by Ellie on our couch whenever she got a chance. Today, she asked to hold "the baby" and was disappointed when he immediately started screaming and squirming to get away and do his own thing.
Now she can only cuddle him on the floor.
There is definitely some fighting around these parts - mostly when Adam finds a forgotten treasure and Ellie rips it out of his hands and I demand that she either give it back, or ask him if she can have it first. It's a work in progress (and I know we have years ahead of us on that front.) The nice thing is that Ellie loves being a tattle tale, so if I am in another room, she will always come and tell me if Adam is misbehaving. I spend a large portion of the day reminding him "this is not for babies." This past week, he got his first taste of delicious, delicious cat food.