Young parents were astonished to learn why their oldest son was entering his younger brother’s room every morning at precisely six o’clock 
The young parents had recently started to notice that their oldest son was acting strangely.
Without an alarm clock or other reminders, he would get up on his own every morning at exactly six o’clock. The youngster would get out of bed silently, get dressed, and walk gingerly to the room where his younger brother, who was one year old, slept. He would carefully remove the infant from the crib and carry him to his own room, seemingly terrified of disturbing the entire household.
The mother initially grinned at what she saw. “Perhaps he wants to spend more time with his little brother because he misses him so much,” she thought. The odd thing, though, was that this occurred precisely every morning at the same hour, as though it were a clandestine ritual.
A week went by. The mother started to question whether there was more going on. She started to feel nervous. Why at precisely six o’clock in the morning? How come her son never missed a day?
She made the decision to follow him one day. She got up early, watched, and acted like she was sleeping. As usual, the oldest son came into the room at precisely 6:00, walked up to his brother’s crib, and cradled the infant close to him with adult, almost paternal, care. The mother lost her self-control at that point and said:
Why are you doing this, son?
The boy stopped. It appeared for a moment that he might become frightened and flee. However, he then whispered something that appalled his mother while he was giving his younger brother a hard hug 
— Mom You spoke with Grandma recently. I heard it everything. You said it was difficult since your younger brother wouldn’t let you sleep every night. I overheard you then mention that you wanted to place us in an orphanage so you could get some rest.
Painfully, the woman’s heart tightened.
Her voice shook with tears as she said, “Son, what are you saying? I was just kidding.”
The child gripped his brother even more tightly while shaking his head:
All I wanted was for you to sleep. so you wouldn’t have to deal with your younger sibling in the mornings. I escorted him to my room for that reason. Don’t place us in an orphanage, please.
Guilt and resentment made the mother’s breath catch. She dropped to her knees, gave both sons a single embrace, and spoke again in a shaky voice:
— Please pardon me, my love. Never, ever will I give you away.
She suddenly understood that kids hear and feel a lot more than adults do. And occasionally, a child’s fear of losing what is most valuable can be permanently ingrained in their heart by a single thoughtless phrase.
