But since their sister has come along, they have been introduced to a whole new world: pink, hair bows, accessories, and dolls.
Every once in a while, they will get on a kick where they play a game that I used to call "house" when I was a kid. A few beautiful mornings ago, they went outside and did just that. They played very contently for quite some time.
All of a sudden, from my open kitchen window, I heard the beginning of a conversation that piqued my interest. I grabbed my camera, sure that something good was about to go down, and watched from the screened sliding glass door.
Ethan: "Cameron, baby is getting hungry!"
Cameron: "Well, you better feed her!"
Now, in all fairness, my boys NEVER saw Lola take a bottle. She simply refused. When it was time for Lola to eat, they watched her nurse. I was always very discreet, and they never saw anything
Ethan proceeded to ditch his shirt...
and feed that hungry baby.
I'm thinking I didn't stress the "Mommies" part enough. Oops.