The other day Leif was playing with one of the dolls and he was pretending it was a baby, holding it gently in his arms. He was cooing the baby for a moment and then suddenly looked concerned and asked the baby if she was sad. He nodded and gave the baby a big kiss. Kisses make everything all better, don’t they?
Later I asked what the baby’s name was. He usually names the dolls “baby” but now he wants to name them “Lily”.
I took this picture with his baby, “Lily” this morning. He’s wearing Lily’s old jumper.