Babysoroos

Now that I hardle carry Timothy in the sling anymore, he’s decided it’s his turn to do the carrying…

He’ll walk up to me, wave the kids’ sling at me, and clearly demand, albeit non-verbally, that I install it on him. Then he’ll wander off, return a few minutes later waving a baby doll at me. Just as clearly wanting her to be tucked in so he can carry her.

It’s too sweet.