The other morning, he comes into my bedroom deep in a stretch. He looked just like his daddy. Sleepy eyed. Adorable.
"Yep... I'm the Daddy now..."
Alex was teaching him that as the oldest boy in the family, it was his job to watch out for everyone while Daddy was away - help mom carry things, take care and protect his sisters ect...
But all he heard is:
"When Daddy's gone, you're in charge!"