We did some pinch hitting the other night for another foster family. A two-week-old blob spent the evening sleeping, drinking, peeing, and burping in our house.
The kids were fascinated.
Sunshine wants to know when we are going to get one. (never)
Speed is irritated that boys can't have babies in their tummies. "That not fair! You say girls can wear a boy tie so boys have babies in their tummies. That fair." (life's not fair, dude)
Chickadee was interested and stayed very close. Multiple times over the evening, she would snuggle up beside me and say: "I Mommy's baby." Yes, you are. "I Mommy's baby." Yup, you got it. Over and over.
First words out of her mouth when she woke up the next morning: That baby gone yet?
Five hours may have been just enough for the two of us to be around the tiny guy.
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