Griffin and I were at the library the other day. I signed him up for the summer reading program. He got a bookmark, sticker and could choose between a ruler and a pencil. I asked him what he wanted and he picked the ruler. I asked him what he would want to measure with it and he said, "The baby." I responded, "What baby?" He replied, "The baby we are going to get someday."
He hadn't mentioned a baby/our baby/being a big brother for about two weeks, I thought maybe he was "over it" and was moving on. I guess not. He's just waiting patiently just like us. Or, trying to wait patiently. It's hard.