Today a friend of mine stopped by with her 9-year-old daughter Lily. Lily was holding Baby A, who was a little overtired and squirmy. So my friend says to her daughter, "Let me know when you're done holding the baby and I'll take her... When you're ready, I'll take the baby."Tears welled up in Z's eyes and she said, "I don't want them to take Baby A because I love her."
