Christopher at two and a half...
Christopher loves to play outside. If the neighbor kids are out, he has to be as well, he calls them "my kids" and tells me he needs to go see, " his kids".
Our seven year old Pomeranian Bono, has proven to be a great family dog and is Christopher's personal play toy. If Christopher is in the backyard, there must Bono be also. He drags the poor dog around on a leash and gets chased, hit, and loved. Fritz on the other hand is terrified and has the right idea of running and hiding. Even after a long day of two year old lov'n I will find Bono sleeping at the foot of Christopher's bed.
Christopher experienced his first theater movie this last month as we went and saw Rio. I was going stir crazy as finals were under way and wanted to do something different, so Bryan suggested we go to a movie. Bryan likes to spoil Christopher on occasion and thought it only right to have the full movie experience so we had a huge tub of popcorn and drink. Christopher was scared when we went to sit down so Bryan took him out until the movie started and then brought him in. We had a great time and there was no chasing him around, he happily sat in Bryan's lap and enjoyed the show.
When calling the dogs I usually call their names and clap. The other day at the science center I was moving slow heavy with child, and Christopher wanted to get moving so he yelled mom and clapped for me. This is now a regular occurrence. I am not sure how I feel about it.
Yesterday as I was cleaning while Christopher was in watching a show and I heard yelling, as I got closer I could make out the words Sandwich being bellowed, and then I heard Mom sandwich being yelled as so I could hear. As I stuck my head in I realized my little prince was giving me his orders. Did I already mention I think this kid is a little too comfortable with his role of only child.
An no, he did not get into my eye makeup in this picture, some how some where he gave himself a black eye.