K is in the midst of a big time baby doll phase. Interestingly, she is not satisfied to attend to merely one baby. She insists on having THREE babies with her at all times. She takes them to bed, she brings them in the car, she carries them around the house. As I type this, she is wallowing on the great room floor with all three of them as she watches a video. Their names are Jackson, Jill & Jenny. Apparently, they are not triplets, but twins and a singleton, because she informed me she "was holdin' Jenny when Jackson & Jill were gwowin' in my tummy."
Three babies, a blanket, a bottle and a bag are quite an armful, but she is undaunted. The sight of her this morning reminded me of a photo from 2 years ago. Clearly, the concept of one baby at a time is lost on her. Way to embrace your heritage, baby girl!