One of the most fun things about having two kids is watching Izzy mimic me. He has a little Ernie doll that has a paci and it was his first baby. He'd carry it around and hug it and give him his paci when he cried.
His next, and current, baby is a bull dog in a biker's outfit. He likes to put it up on his shoulder and burp it. This morning he put it in the bouncy chair and covered it up, then a little while later he laid it the cradle with Sophie and tried to cover them both up. It's so adorable.
But the cutest, and incidentally, most disturbing thing he's done with it, happened last week. We were downstairs in the playroom and I was nursing Sophie while he ran around in just a pair of shorts playing. He picked up his bulldog and hugged it for a minute, then he looked at me, then back at his bulldog. He then very carefully lined up the bulldog's mouth with his boobie.
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