My friend Patty was like a sister to me and we were together all the time. When my Mother returned home from the hospital, and my siblings and I returned home from our aunt and uncle's home, both Patty and I became "little mother's" to my new brother, Billy. We carried him, pushed him in his stroller around the neighborhood, and fed him. The older Billy became, the more Patty and I mothered him. We entertained him with children's games and songs, pretended the spoon was an airplane when Billy refused to take a bite of his baby food and even changed his diapers. Patty and I gained all kinds of motherhood experience which was invaluable as we became mother's ourselves. I never needed a doll again.