I thought it would be really adorable to start explaining to Eliana that her baby sister lives in my belly right now. She kind of gets it.
Meaning that every time I sit down to nurse her, she grabs my stomach and kisses it while squealing, “BABY!” Followed by either a wave to her sister or a tummy drum solo. On my tummy.
The other day, I walked in while David was giving Ellie her bedtime bath to see her pointing at her belly button and bending over to try and kiss her own tummy, “BABY!”
Oops. My kid is all kinds of confused.
My plan was to have an adorable picture of Ellie kissing my belly right here.
This is what I ended up with:
Real life, people.