Grandma bought Joel a baby doll when he was about two-years-old. That doll with the plastic head and soft pink body was supposed to help sibling relations, since I did not appreciate when Joel tried to steal my baby Jean. Joel soon outgrew that nameless doll.
Joel has his own real baby now—Kaelyn Joy. She sleeps, she eats, she makes dirty diapers and she enthralls her Daddy for hours. He talks to her, walks her, sings to her, photographs her, and watches her grow.
We’ve improved at sharing since Joel was two and I was four. I spent much of my two-day visit to Whitmore Lake holding my niece (Joel didn’t have much choice on Monday, since he was at work.).
When I wasn't holding her, I photographed her. Judith and I agreed to train her to be a photogenic little girl. So far, she hasn’t needed much tutoring!