On July 2nd, one of my very best friends, Leslie (and her hubby, James) welcomed their beautiful, first born child, Miss Lily Ann, into the world. I had so much fun getting in a few minutes of snuggle time before I had to scoop up my own little one and assure him he was indeed Mommy's number one, now and forever more!
While we were visiting Miss Lily at the hospital, Perry was not too fond of her and kept
demanding saying, "Put Baby Really (Lily) down on da flowah. Hold ME Mommyyyy!"
So you can imagine my surprise (followed immediately by lots of warm fuzzies) when after about three days (of not even mentioning Baby Lily) Perry ran up to me all pouty with his little head cocked to the side looking all sad and declared, "Mommy... I need to go to da ha-pitah." I quickly scooped him up thinking he might have fallen or something and said, "What's wrong Baby-Bug? Are you hurt? Do you need to go see the doctor?" (All while searching him over for bumps or scratches.) He sweetly replied, "I not hut. I need to go see Baby Really!"
I am thinking he will make a GREAT big brother after all! :)