Things had changed a lot for Fari since his brother had arrived. His dad and Ivy were always too busy or too tired. Everyone else wanted to fuss over the baby.
He peered into the crib. Bori was finally sleeping. His brother sure was loud for a little baby. His dad's description of Bori's crying was "like a wounded Balrog". Fari covered his mouth to stifle a giggle. Ivy had pinched his dad for that.
He reached in and touched Bori's tiny hand. He didn't mind Bori getting all the attention. He was just glad he finally had a brother.