My "Little Mom"

So with it being that Monday after Thanksgiving, I should have more exciting stories, but the thing that seems to be sticking out in my mind today is dear Ami Layne's propensity to mother Dean any chance she gets. This was crystal clear yesterday as I laid on the couch, attempting to catch up on sleep after an eventful holiday at our house. The kids were playing upstairs in their rooms and periodically, Ami Layne climbed down to give me status such as, "I asked Dean to play in his room because I put Rocky (a zhu zhu pet) down for a nap in my room, but he just isn't listening." She proceeded to go up and ask Dean to move again, and it seems that this time he complied because she came back down and said, "Ok, now Rocky can nap because Dean has moved to his room," with a sigh of relief. Although Dean has come to call her bossy often, she refuses to back down in her mothering, whether it be play time or caring for her brother when he is doing something she knows is not right. I don't want her to turn into a bossy little girl, but I can't help but smile at the little pieces of me I see in her expressions and words...