Baby Love

(One of my favorite photographers took these of Sara. You can see more on her website at http://sarawilhelmphotography.blogspot.com/)

Sara is in love with her baby doll. My other girls have never really been baby doll kids. Sara is one hundred percent little mommy. She has been loving on her baby (really it is Kate's...remember Strawberry and Ball) since she was about 6 months old. It makes me smile every time I see her toting "baby" around. I am totally looking forward to the day when Sara gives her a name. Won't that be so fun. I think seeing her play with "Baby" is like a window into her developing personality. She is so gentle and sweet. She doesn't just love her baby dolls either. If there is a real baby in the room you can bet she will be over to that car seat in a flash. She will rock the seat, stroke their hair and if a bottle is near by she will feed the baby too.

I smile a million times a day just watching my little mommy...

I love her happy squeal whenever she finds her baby and the tight squeeze she gives her when they are reunited.

I love that she makes little clucking sounds when she feeds her a bottle.

I love that she gives her great big opened mouth kisses all over her bald little head.

I love it when I go to get her out of the car seat and she has shared her lollipop with baby, and baby's whole head is covered in red sticky goo.

I love that when I put her to bed at night she curls over onto her side and draws baby in close right under her chin.

I love that she sucks on baby's hand.

I love that when I get her out of bed she reaches back for baby because she must come too.

I love that when she is sad baby can cheer her up.

I love watching her walk down the halls holding baby by the hand dragging her along behind.

I love seeing her rock her in the cradle and try to sing her a song.

Cleaning and cooking can wait 'till tomorrow
For babies grow up, as we've learned to our sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs, dust go to sleep,
I'm rocking my baby, and babies don't keep.