When we first brought Caleb home from the hospital, Essie wanted to be held all the time. Of course, when I was feeding Caleb, that wasn't always possible, so I used to find her substitutes.
"Can you hold me, Mommy?"
"Can you hold me, Mommy?"
"Not at the moment, Essie, but maybe Daddy can hold you."
And when Daddy wasn't available, I'd look for other replacements, like Grammy or Papa, if they happened to be around at the moment.
So the other day when she asked me to hold her while I was feeding Caleb, there just weren't any other adult shoe-ins available.
"I'm sorry, Essie. Mommy can't hold you right now. I can hold you when I'm done feeding Caleb, though."
Knowing my M.O. of always finding a substitute holder, she responds with, "Maybe Abby can do it."
2 comments:
soooooooooooooooo precious!
Ohhhhhh!! How sweet. Isn't she so blessed, to be the middle child, like you! She has a big sis, to hold her... and a lil' bro, to MOTHER! hehe
cj
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