she remembers

I had to write this down before I forget.

The other night as I was putting Maylee to bed, I said my usual "good night May, I love you." She looked up and said, "I know.  And Mason love me, and daddy love me, and kinley love me, and baby Miles love me."  She paused for a minute, then went on "and I love baby Miles.  I hold him so so carefully.  And dad help me, dad hold him with one hand and I hold him with my two hands.  And I be so so careful with him, him so so little and have so so little hands."   
I said, "you're right," and we talked about it for a minute, then I said "good night" again, turned off the lights, and left.  It seems insignificant, but she is three.  In her three-year-old words she described exactly the day she held Miles for the first and only time.  We haven't ever really talked about it, and how Matt held him with one hand to help while she held him, or how when she held him she had to be so so gentle.  We talk about him, but not really specifics like that.  She's three, and she remembered those details on her own a whole year later.  She's so little, I often wonder if she really remembers him, more than just his picture and his name.  I guess I need to give her more credit, she remembers more that I could have guessed.  I hope she always remembers her little brother, and those few moments that she was able to be his big sister and hold him on earth.