It was time to feed Lainey and she was getting restless. I came around the corner from the kitchen with a bottle to find Claire holding Lainey. I was so surprised to see the baby, who had been in her cradle, now in little not-quite-three-year-old Claire's arms. I couldn't believe that Claire would even think to pick Lainey up, let alone be able to. Later that same day she picked Lainey up out of her bouncy seat and tried carrying her around.
I guess Claire has a little bit of her Uncle Kelvin in her. My Mother-in-Law tells of how he used to get Jason and his twin, Todd, out of the crib when they were babies. He would have been five, I think, at the time. Sometimes he would get them right after they were put down for their nap, if I remember right. What a great helper, but interrupted nap time is no fun.
Here I captured Claire showing us just how easily she picked up baby doll Lainey the other day. I think we'll be moving the cradle into our room. Crazy cat Claire!