Practicing

Our precious boy... when we go places, he gets the royal Big Brother treatment by kind strangers congratulating him and encouraging him ("You must be the BIG brother!" "What a wonderful little helper you are!").



He says the other day, "People keep telling me that I am going to be the best big brother in the whole world!" And he is getting more and more excited about this new adventure.



And God has been so BLESSFUL (my blog, my word.) in His plan as it unfolds. I have a good handful of mommy-friends (with children who are Zac's friends) who have either just had babies, or are pregnant with me.

To Zac, being a big brother is just what everyone is doing right now.



As a result, he has started a brand new interest in babies. He's been around a LOT of babies in his lifetime, and never showed any interest in them. Isn't mean, but doesn't give them the time of day. At all. Ever.

Really. Ever!



Lately, he cannot even walk past the baby section at Target without breaking out into oohs and aahs over the cuteness of the little girl clothes. He sounds like a little Beaver Cleaver. "Oh Mom!! Oh mom, just look at how cute this is! Selah Grace would just love it!"



And at recent playdates, if someone brings a baby, there's my boy - tickling feet and talking baby talk....