Last night, my mom and I took the boys for a walk to the park. Alex was in one of those little umbrella strollers and Marc was walking. As we're leaving the house, Marc tells me "Let me take my turn!". He wants to push the stroller. He pushed the stroller the whole way to the park. Every time I took the handles to keep it in the middle of the sidewalk, he'd tell me to let him have his turn. He looked so confident and big-brotherly that I had this mental image that I couldn't shake of him just packing the baby up in the stroller and taking him for a walk all on his own. LOL And Alex was just as happy as can be, looking back up at his brother and giggling at him. When they're both running around, I am SO in for it. :)