1. He came into my room one morning when I was pumping some milk for freezer storage ... and when I was done he picked up the pump, turned it back on, put it on his belly button, and said he was going to make some milk for Patrick, too. Umm... yeah. I tried to explain that only mamas can make milk ... but he wouldn't be dissuaded. So, we sat there for a few minutes until William said his (pretend) milk bag was full and ready to be put into the freezer, too. At least he loves his brother, even if he doesn't quite have the biology down yet.
2. He had a playdate today with a coworker's daughter. She recently got a small doll, because her mother is pregnant and they want her to get used to talking about having a baby around (hmmm- that would have been a good idea, had I thought about it!). At one point, when she put the doll down, William picked it up along with one of Patrick's burp cloths. He put the cloth on his shoulder, rested the baby on top of the cloth, and started walking around slowly patting the doll's back. Maybe we still should get William a doll so that way he's not so adamant about wanting to hold the *real* baby!
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