Little often asks me, "Where's my brother?" and it always fills my heart with good stuff. When I hear him call Big my brother, I can hear it in his voice that he thinks of him as that protector, friend, confidante. Seriously there is nothing better for a mom.
It makes up for the other brotherly ribbing and bickering doesn't it? We'll save those discussions for another day shall we?
PS - I know the poster has nothing to do with my littles but I think they would love it and I think it's pretty cool. May the force be with you.