My cousin-like-a-sister Beth is in town for work. We gave her a home-cooked meal and as much love as one human can possibly take in.
Jack was especially enamored with her. He hid the entire time we were in the car bringing her to our house (that's what he does when he's smitten with someone). Then we got home and he went through the standard showing-off period. That quickly turned into "Bef's gonna sit by me at dinner!" and then "I want Bef to come into the bathroom with me" and then "Bef - watch me in the bath!"
Ryker was slower to warm up, being alternately consumed with his teeth that are coming in and which shoes he needed to wear on his hands while crawling. But when handed over to Beth, he immediately laid his head down on her shoulder and gave her a big hug. He continued to dive into her arms every time she was near him.
Jack made Beth read books to him before bed. He leaned on her and laid his head on her shoulder. When I told him it was time for me to take her to the hotel, he insisted on many, many, many hugs. He told her that she will forever be "Hug Bef" and that when he gets older he wants to live with her and wear her dress. Huh? He said that he wanted her to sleep on his bed. He also sort of half-fist-bumped her chest. Again, no idea.
As if that wasn't enough, we were standing in the living room about to leave and Kitty kept reaching out and pawing at Beth, purring loudly and forcing Beth to pet her. Tug was already holed up in the garage because she's too forceful in her attempts at affection.
I guess we're a slightly lovey-dovey house.
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I looooooove the lovey dovey house!!! if anyone is having a bad day they just need to come hang at the banjostrands, where they will receive yummy dinners, root beer floats, hugs after hugs after hugs from two VERY cute little boys, and pets that you actually can not make direct eye contact with because they can not handle the pure joy of simply LOOKING at you. Its like a real life prozac.
Although.... I just read tonight's entry and so maybe the Banjostrand formula of Prozac only works on non-household members. So I think you should start selling tickets, kind of "if you build it they will come", then you and Chuck can use the money earned to go do fun things w/out the tiny huggers/pawers.
Love you guys!
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