I got the idea from daytime TV while I was home sick, that we should get Oliver a doll to help him prepare for the onslaughter of babies that are coming our way. Since he will occasionally pelt one of us with a Thomas train, I figured it would be good to get him practicing how to be gentle. So, last weekend, Oliver & I took a trip to Target and picked out a baby doll. I figured I had to sweeten the deal a bit to entertain a 2-year old, so I also sprung for the baby stroller.
I named the baby Emily - this is the name my mom always used to refer to our unborn children long before Adam and I were seriously considering parenthood. Since there will be no girls in our family (I can assure you will be NOT be having a fourth!) I figured we might as well get some use out of the name.
To some extent, my plan is working... Oliver will comment on how little she is, and will ask for her to come snuggle in bed with us and wrap her in a blanket to take a nap. She will also sit and watch us eat. But, his favorite part is strapping Emily into the stroller and racing back and forth on the first floor - not exactly the gentle-behavior I was trying to encourage! Most recently, he's been wanting to play in the stroller himself and likes belting himself in and requesting that we push him around. Tonight, the stroller fabric started to rip, so that's the end of that game.
This is a pretty hilarious video of Oliver playing with Emily tonight.
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