My Grandpa Kremer used to call his daughters 'little mothers'. I think it was such a sweet term of endearment. Anytime William is crying, Inga is the first to shove a nuk in his mouth and hold it there (through his sobs). When he sneezes she is the first to say, "Bess you, baby yay-yum!" And when I am feeding him she always visits and says, "He dinkin' milk!" Inga is definitely our little mother!