--if I tell Callan it's time to go to bed, he'll crawl into Gene's arms and pretend that he's asleep. Seriously. Head back, snoring noises and all. What a character.
--Callan wasn't eating his dinner, and I was getting a little frustrated with my feeble attempts to get food in his mouth. I just stopped and stared at him with that "I'm-very-disappointed-in-you-right-now" motherly look. He knew something was up because he stopped what he was doing and started staring back. We sat there in silence for a good 10 seconds or so (which is a long time when you are having a staring contest with a 17 month old) until he lost it and his frown began to turn upside down and he burst out in laughter. It was too cute....I ended up laughing along.
--he's still obsessed with bubbles. He'll carry his little bubble container around like a security blanket. (in fact, as I'm typing this, he's lifting his bubbles up to me and say, "Bubbles? Bubbles?")
--Callan wasn't eating his dinner, and I was getting a little frustrated with my feeble attempts to get food in his mouth. I just stopped and stared at him with that "I'm-very-disappointed-in-you-right-now" motherly look. He knew something was up because he stopped what he was doing and started staring back. We sat there in silence for a good 10 seconds or so (which is a long time when you are having a staring contest with a 17 month old) until he lost it and his frown began to turn upside down and he burst out in laughter. It was too cute....I ended up laughing along.
--he's still obsessed with bubbles. He'll carry his little bubble container around like a security blanket. (in fact, as I'm typing this, he's lifting his bubbles up to me and say, "Bubbles? Bubbles?")
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