Michael all of a sudden loves stuffed animals. It is so cute how he cuddles them, sleeps with them, and carries them around the house. He has taken a particular liking to the two big stuffed dogs he has, one from each of his grandmas. It must be from all the dogs we see outside on a daily basis. The other day I grabbed some pictures of him with his "little" dog.
Here he is taking a nap with him in the car.
Cuddling him.
Lying on him.
And wagging his tail.
One time I showed him how a dog would pant with my tongue hanging out while wagging the dog's tail. Now it is one of Michael's favorite things to imitate. Here's the little video of his impression (he's still working on sticking his tongue out) :
Lying on him.
And wagging his tail.
One time I showed him how a dog would pant with my tongue hanging out while wagging the dog's tail. Now it is one of Michael's favorite things to imitate. Here's the little video of his impression (he's still working on sticking his tongue out) :I snagged a few other video clips of him that same day- one of him climbing onto his new red chair- he is now an expert climber mind you, and another of him after his first bath in our still unfinished basement bathroom. He was running around the basement with these beads wrapped around himself. He looks forward to playing in the basement each evening with Daddy- with no furniture down there still and fresh, soft carpet in, there is a ton of space to run around and get pony and piggy-back rides.
