My little heart.
He wraps his arms around his brother, or rubs his back and whispers, "Alright, brother? Love you. Sorry, Grey. Love you. "
He wants to make us smile, and spends a lot of time perfecting silly noises and faces to make us laugh. He shows off for his brother by spitting milk, catching bugs, and being as delightfully naughty as he thinks he can get away with - and the reward is always Grey laughing, or yelling "You did it!"
This little man. He cries when trains rush by, waving "Bye, bye choo-choo. Went away," and clasps his hands over his mouth to stifle the cutest giggles of delight at the sight of a bird or neighboring cat.
Just writing this post, and thinking about how much I love him made me cry.
So yeah. He's my little mini-me. My Micah boy.