Owen and I this conversation a lot:
Owen: Logan is my baby.
Me: No, he's MY baby.
Owen: No... MY baby.
It's so cute that he thinks of Logan as a possession rather than a brother! Today our conversation was a little different:
Me: I love my baby so much!
Owen: No, Logan is my baby.
Me: No, he's MY baby.
Owen: No. He's my baby. You can go buy another one.
When he's old enough to get it, I'm going to let him know that whoever does the pushing gets to claim the baby.
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