T3 is only 18 months old but she is a good Mama. She has her Baby Jesus
, whom she simply calls "BeeBee".
When I get her up in the morning the first thing she says is "BeeBee?" then she turns around and scoops him up in her arms. Okay...sometimes he is upside down but she's got him and that is the most important thing.
She tries to put her diapers on him.
She reads to him.
She sings to him.
She nurses him.
She kisses him.
She hugs him.
She holds him out for me to kiss and hug. It's so sweet. Just when it's getting so adorable I can hardly stand it, she hurls him across the room and turns her attention elsewhere. Like I said, she's 18 months.
Her journey to motherhood is a process, but she's on the road. I almost hope she doesn't get anymore dolls for awhile.
She already has her baby.

















