Bright and shiny
I have a feeling that our little brat is going to be like his old man, unfortunately. We were going through the store today and he was busily playing with his feet until we passed a big display of those metallic balloons, and all of a sudden his attention was strayed to the display like a fly to... well you know what flies like, so why say it. I wouldn't be so worried, except, when we are changing him and he doesn't want to be particularly cooperative, we pull out what we have dubbed "the shiny." It flashes multi-colored bright lights and is small enough for him to hold. It also pacifies him in wonderment until we are done. He also will sit, for hours just staring at the flashing lights on his swing (if one of us remembers to turn it on) and will just sit there, open mouthed and staring. Now I'm not saying his mind is lacking or that there is anything wrong with him, but he is turning out to be like his daddy in being easily distracted by bright and shiny objects, like, say, the TV, or fireworks, or tinsel. Poor, poor, little E.
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That's my boy?
He's going to be an anime fan, then.
And has anyone in your family tree ever procreated with a raccoon, dave? :D
Hard to say on the Crowe side...
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