Mother Hen

My girl has turned into quite the mother hen. With the addition of a little brother, her love for babies has grown exponentially. The way she loves him (and her baby dolls) just melts this momma's heart.

The other day I had scooped her up to take her out to the car. I had Baker in his carseat and was coming back in the house to get him. Saylor would not leave the house! She kept running back to him saying "baby, baby!". She obviously thought I was leaving him and wouldn't go get in the car without him. Bless.