Marguerite calls her brother "my baby". Her baby used to be the baby doll we got her - Latte (the name she first suggested for the baby) -but now Latte is so clearly just a toy and Cameron is THE baby, her baby, in fact. She has been very sweet to the baby, but that's not to say that the change in our setup has not caused displays of attitude and moments of clingy behavior. We're still trying to find a new rhythm that works for everybody.
And, you should know too that this is so not the blog post I'd been composing in my head for the past week or so. It's just as well since I think the intended post was just brimming with TMIs - biological and technical stuff that includes mentions of jaundice, baby acne (for the tame parts), explosive poop, gas, engorged boobs, etc.
Anyway, here are pics I took with my phone - some bedtime (for Marguerite) bonding between the Ate (big sister) and the baby.