Livvy woke up sad this morning, usually she wakes up happy. When I brought her downstairs I saw Luke making himself some Oatmeal and asked if he was making it for Livvy. He said yes, but that he had accidentally put 2 packs in instead of one, so he'd go get another one for Livvy. Cute boy. He made both of them Oatmeal and even got Livvy a spoon. She was a happy girl from then on (at least until the next fit, which are few and far between). I was a happy mom to have such a thoughtful and caring son. I love how you care for your sister Luke. You are an amazing boy.