Little Daddy

Elijah has started taking care of the new baby in the family. He started by putting her down for a nap. In the cupboard in the bathroom. On top of the supply of diapers and wipes. Hey, its warm and dark, perfect place, right? I gave him an empty box for more suitable sleeping accommodations and he promptly moved Baby to the new spot, and pushed the box all around the house, never leaving it behind. "Baby! Nap!" he kept telling me. When he'd leave her for awhile, he'd suddenly announce "Baby!" and go find her. She'd woken up. He fed her cereal for breakfast.

I told E that he would be a great daddy, he's getting in lots of practice now. "Did I play with dolls when I was E's age?" Archer asked. No... No dolls in the house when you were little. Archer's face fell. "Then I won't be a good dad." I told him he gets to practice on the real thing, two younger siblings. Poor Elijah only has dolls to practice on. Archer got a kick out of that and went off to school happy.

Baby wears two hats to make sure she's extra warm. She gets covered with a blanket during nap time, and gets to try on snow pants when the other kids are trying on theirs. Hers are pink. It will be awhile before she grows into Shelly's old snow pants. Yesterday she took a nap with E. Today she's in a heap in the corner. Forgotten for now, but not for long. I'm sure her little daddy will discover her again soon, and make sure she's warm and comfy once again!