"James Bear, would you like to meet your baby brother?"
"Nope."
"Okay...well, here he is. James, this is your baby brother Owen."
"George, are you scared." <Curious George nods his head> "George is scared of Owen."
"Okay James, let's go to the store. Now listen, you know that Mommy and I love you very much, right? And your baby brother doesn't change that?"
"When is Owen gonna go back to HIS house?"
"Why we need to buy some ginkies?"
"We need to by some ginks for your baby brother. He would like to go to bed with a ginky just like you do."
"This ginky is not for him. This ginky is for me."
"No, these are tiny ginks. These are for little babies."
"Owen is not want this ginky. He is want me to have it."
"Daddy, my baby brother wants that Thomas piggy-bank."
"Hmm...are you sure that maybe it isn't James who wants a new piggy-bank."
"He needs it."
"Well, we can get you a piggy-bank, but it can just be for you. Do you want to have it all to yourself and not share it with your baby brother?"
"Yup."
<Owen sneezes>
"Hey, what he do?"
"Baby Owen sneezed! Bless you, baby Owen."
"He made a bless-you."
"Heavenly Father, tonight we pray for Mommy and Daddy, for James Bear and for Owen Bear."
"No, no, he is not Owen Bear."
"For James Bear and for Owen Bear."
"Nope."
"Do you want to watch me change Owen's diaper?"
"Yup."
<climbs up on the side of the changing table>
"See how little Owen's diapers are? You'll have to show him how big boys go on the potty once he gets a little bigger."
"Nope."
<Owen starts to cry>
"He is need is George."
<Scoots down and finds Baby George from Owen's bassinet>
"James, do you like having a baby brother?"
"No, no fanks."
"Do you know all of your uncles? Like Uncle Sam and Uncle Oliver and Uncle Calvin and Uncle Lucas?"
"Wanna watch a George?"
"All of your uncles are my brothers, and we used to be little boys just like Owen."
"Wanna watch a George?"
"And my favorite part of growing up was having lots and lots of brothers."
"Wanna watch a George?"
"And Aunt Martha."
"George is want to watch hisself."
"I need to practice for a bit. Do you think that baby Owen will like the trumpet?"
"No, it is too loud. He will cry."
"You need to finish your pizza."
"I don't wanna eat pizza, I wanna get down."
"Do you think that your baby brother should finish your pizza?"
"No, he would not eat that. He is TOO little."
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