Two Brothers

Ryder has two Sunday School Teachers - since the campus we attend opened last fall, the same Teachers have been in his classroom.  Ryder loves attending class, and is the child who is sad to leave when Patrick or I pick him up.

 

This past Sunday, his teachers told me, as usual, Ryder had played well with the other children, and was well-behaved.  But, this week, they also had a story . . .

 

There are a handful of dolls in the classroom.  Several children were playing with them, and Ryder was just watching them.  One became available, and he grabbed it.  He waited around, still, watching.  When a second one became available, he grabbed that one too.

 

He took the two babies over to a clear spot on the ground, found a toy bottle, and then "fed" each of the babies, taking turns with who was drinking.

You see, he wasn't interested in playing with just one doll.  He thought he needed TWO.