A big cousin

The day has finally come!  I've been dreaming of this day for months. I am no longer just a baby. I'm a big cousin. I know, I know, this might not seem like a big deal to most of my dear readers, but I assure you, it is big. Like Mt. Everest big. Huge. You see, I have four big cousins. One helps take care of me, two play around me and take my toys, and one pokes me. That it. It's high time I have someone under my control!  That's why I thought I would take baby Claire on a ride. I think she enjoyed me pushing her. 

 Surly she did, because I have a finesse not found in most babies. 

I think it rocked her to sleep. 

Big sister Zoey didn't care to partake in the pushing of the baby. She would rather spend her time reading. 

 I guess she got her full of pushing babies around when I was born.