My little girl is already exhibiting some maternal instincts.
Josh and I watched with sustained amusement as Lucy "played" with Bowden's baby doll. She would lay it down on the changing pad, then pick it up and hold it to her chest, then lay it down again, and then pick it up and kiss it, and hug it.
She did it again, later in the evening, and again this morning. I am a believer in nurture as opposed to nature, but Bowden is still not as gentle or loving as Lucy has been with his doll.
The doll, by the way, was purchased for Bowden just before Lucy was born, to teach Bowden how to treat a baby. He loves it enough- he named it "Lucy" and will put it down for naps in various places in the house.
Lucy is much more involved with her namesake, and it is funny to see a ten-month-old caring for a baby. (She has seen me take care of Bowden, which he hadn't seen until Lucy. Nurture wins!)