"It's ok Ebi"

I hear this phrase about 30 times a day. Landry is always trying to comfort her baby brother. Anytime he grunts, coos or cries, Landry runs to him and says, "It's ok, It's ok Ebi."

So a couple of days ago, Cory and I stepped out of the room for a minute. Eli was in his bouncy seat, and Landry was playing. Suddenly, Eli began to cry. When we walked into the living room, we found Landry over his seat. She was frantically trying to give him his binky, saying "it's ok" over and over again, and balling her eyes out because she was so worried about her baby brother. It was pitiful and precious all at the same time.