Dallin Newsletter #4 May 7, 2009
Posted by Emily in : Daily Life, Little Man Dallin, My Former Dog Children, Saba , 5commentsThis little guy smells like strawberries and brown sugar.
All the time.
In fact, I’m pretty sure your monitor is going to smell like strawberries just by looking at this face.
Our little Dallin boy is 10 months old this week:
- Dallin has precise little fingers that double at tweezers. (He’s tried them on Paris several times.)
- He speed crawls up the stairs and looks back at you with his I’m-so-smart-catch-me-if-you-can grin.
- He already subscribes to the toddler rule of “What’s mine is mine and what’s yours is mine.”
- He will wrestle anyone or anything (meaning the dog) that gets in his way.
- He will climb all over you. He climbs on everything.
- He turns into an octopus in the bathtub splashing enough water to wash the entire house.
- He does not like his nose wiped. EVER. Under any circumstances.
- He will steal what you’re eating and not think twice about it. Beware of chocolate. He can smell it across the room, and if you happen to be eating a chocolate chip cookie, he will inhale it in no time and possibly your hand too.
- He is a mama’s boy. The second I’m out of sight, his whole world falls apart. When he cries, I think, “ . . . so all those months I wore you in the Snugli do matter!”
He is very bashful, but after he warms up he will slobber your cheek with wet kisses.
Come with clean cheeks, leave with dirty ones.
That’s the way he rolls.
