...but not with flying colors. it was class on a saturday. saturday sibling class. #1 didn't want to enter the class and then #2 had a fit about nothing. after a little chair time in the hall, #2 got her class act together. meanwhile, #1 had ants in his pants and was saying out loud he didn't want to be there and he wanted to go home. i convinced #1 there would be a nursery with some babies to goo & coo at, but then on our "tour" there was only one baby in the distant rear of the nursery. again, "i want to go home" by #1. after the tour, it was baby doll time. my #1 & #2 graciously gave perfect examples of what the instructor said "not to do with the baby": stick a oral thermometer in the baby openings, try to give the baby medicine via a syringe, and playing with inappropriate sized toys for a baby. all the while i was trying to get one to diaper the baby, then get the other one to bathe the baby, and so on... it was exhausting! in the end, they did respond to instruction and managed to give a bottle, swaddle, and hold their baby in a sweet way only a sibling knows. can't wait to see all the fun unfold again. :)
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