His imaginary play is soaring. He loves cooking at his new kitchen (pouring spices into his dishes, serving up coffee to Brandon and I, etc.) and he will rock a baby doll and give it a bottle. Last night, we were playing with play doh and he made a circle then turned in a circle to further illustrate. Today we were at a lunch and he suddenly wanted me to know that he was my baby, grabbing my arm forcefully with a beaming smile and hugging close saying "i your baby" -- again and again.
Ah, bliss.

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