Since the Day Myron was delivered, Max has been keeping some distance away.
I called it his Withdrawal Syndrome.
Even when we were at the hospital, Max would busy him self playing with his own thing and exploring the place. But when it was time to go, he would cry and want to stay with me.
It was obvious that he was having some emotional struggle, trying to come to terms with the change of the family's dynamics, now that he is no longer the "baby".
At school and when other friends and relatives ask Max about the baby he would refuse to talk or pretend he did not hear them and speak of a different subject. Poor boy. The middle child's syndrome had begun.
Over the days and weeks we see him getting a little better. He would occasionally, in the middle of his play, look at Mommy and ask, "Mom, where is your baby?" or "Where's Myron?"
And when he sees Micah kissing the baby he now follows suit.
Last weekend it seems like he had come to terms with something within him.
Max gave Myron a little car - One of his favourites.