I found them enjoying a stroll together.
Through the apartment.
Felicity was pushing the baby and C was carrying the second baby.
She had her purse, her keys (“Ma Key!” she calls them), and her cell phone. And, of course, bottles for the babies.
They walked all the way to the master bedroom before setting up for a picnic. Naturally, the “Dad” is reading while “Mom” sets up the food.
But then, he did feed the baby.
Orange juice in a bottle, but who’s keeping track?
All kidding aside, I was really impressed with how well my oldest boy played “house” with his little sister. It may never happen again, but it was sweet while it lasted.