What's wrong Rycie?

Just a quick story I don't want to forget. Tonight I was washing my face and taking my contacts out. Bryce was sitting on the floor of our bedroom right next to the bathroom playing with a toy. He was fussing at the toy because he was getting tired and I was about to put him to bed for the night. All of the sudden, Cason came running in the room saying "I know, Rycie. I know, Rycie. I know, Rycie Roo." Then he got down on the floor right next to Bryce and put his face right next to Bryce's and said "What's wrong Rycie?" It was so sweet. Every now and then, when Cason stops stealing toys from Bryce, I get a glimpse at the great big brother I know he will be.