A couple weeks ago we were at the park (it was a weekend) and some kid was having a birthday party. They had a fire truck come in so the bday party kids could climb on and take pictures and that sort of thing. As the fire truck was leaving I was with Asa and Eli on the side of the playground closest to the street, and Keri was with her parents and Lydia over by the swings (not the kiddie swings but the nice sit-down and relax swings) on the other side.
The firetruck turned on the sirens as it hit the street (for effect not emergency). In a flash Asa's expression changed and he took off running at full tilt. It was mission-Asa running, determined look on the face and arms pumping and all that. I thought he was scared of the noise. He made a beeline for Lydia, not even looking at keri or her parents or anything else. Very determined. And he immediately went straight at her and cupped his hands over her ears.
He was concerned that the loud noise of the siren would frighten her or hurt her ears or something.
I found that to be SO awesome - the force of his protective instinct for his little sister.
(Along similar lines, a couple weeks later, he expressed concern about whether Lydia should come to his Awana awards ceremony because he knew someone would be speaking into a microphone).
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