Move the gate. . .

We had some friends over for lunch today. They have a 3 year old, Caleb, and a 10 month old, Abigail. Caleb and Isaac were playing "cars" behind the couch, and I had set up the gate so that the babies, who were all playing on the floor, would not disturb them.

After a few good minutes of playing, Isaac stood up and said, "Mommy, I need you to move the gate for me. I need something."

I said, "Okay, what do you need?"

Isaac responded, "I need. . . I need. . . I need to hug that baby." He was pointing at little Abigail.

We all got a good laugh out of that, and Abigail did get that hug. . . and then some!