A Caring Big Sister

I took the girls to a Chanukah party at our synagogue yesterday.  A friend offered to hold Emily, who was fussing in the stroller, so I could enjoy a sing-along with Belle.  A few songs in, Belle said, "I am going to check on Emily" and Belle ran to the stroller.  The distressed look on Belle's face when she realized that the stroller was empty was horrifying and adorable at the same time.  I assured her that Emily was safe and sound in our friend's arms and I brought Belle over to the friend to prove it.  Belle looked at me after confirming Emily was fine and said, "I want my baby back."  The friend obliged and gave Emily back to me.  Belle is apparently a protective big sister.