This morning was a great scene at our household. I sitting in a chair holding Jack while giving him a bottle. On the sofa Drew was drinking his bottle and Luke was being nice to him. "Hi Drew" he said several times in a sweet voice and was touching his cold feet remarking how cold he was.
A Year ago Luke would not acknowledge Drew. He would tell strangers (and he doesn't talk to strangers and hardly to people he knows) that he had one brother. He wasn't always mean to Drew but he never was nice or kind to him.
Not he is kind to both his brothers. Later he was showing them some moths that were caught behind the glass in the fireplace. He talks gently and kindly to them. It's an amazing transformation.