Back on April 2,2007, I wrote a piece on growing young with your grandchild. Obviously he has gotten two months older in the meantime and is certainly changing. At 8 1/2 months old, he is recognizing people without having to think about it first and will greet them with the appropriate smile and laugh if he knows them. If he doesn't, he just looks at them until he has decided that the person is okay or not.
We had the good fortune to baby sit him this afternoon until this evening. We watched Peter Pan. We also played with the dogs and he played with some of his toys on the floor. He is getting to be so active and even funnier. He is eating regular food and just loves it. Tonight, he shared my steak and potatoes. He even ate onions and yellow peppers. As long as you are feeding him, he is quite happy to be with you.
When he (we) finished he wanted to be play with my laptop. He kept reaching for the keyboard or the mouse to get things to change on the screen.We were having such a good time together. And then........ K, ( his mom ) came to pick him up.
He was sitting in my lap, squirming to get t0 the phone when K came in the door. As soon as Owen saw her, the fake cry came to the forefront. The pout came on to his face and his little arms reached for her. We started to laugh at his antics and then he hurt me to the very core of my being. Well not really. He took my hand and arm and physically moved them so he could get to his mother. He was so definite about what he wanted and it wasn't me. MOM, MOM MOM, MOM, MOM!! Eight and a half months old and he rejected his grandfather. The pain! The agony! AAAGGGHHHH!
I can hardly wait to see him again so that he can continue to keep me young.
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That's okay, Gramps, you scored some poetic justice by feeding him onions and yellow peppers with him leaving before diaper change time. That'll teach Mom to be so darned much more important than Grandpa Moose. Hmmpphhh!
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