Saturday, December 10, 2011

daddy's boy

Eli loves his daddy. Every day when Jason gets home from work Eli MUST be picked up by him and MUST try on his hat (that's his first official word) and MUST be held for a bit before his dad goes and does anything else. He often picks Jason over me, which is fine, it makes me happy to see Jason happy. If Jason is sitting on the ground Eli will find him and make himself comfortable on his lap, leg, or head. He just wants to be close. It's cute to see them hanging out like that. And like most crazy boys, Eli likes to play rough and wrestle and daddies are really really good at that.


Note: Eli does not like to be thrown around much. Or tipped upside down too fast. And he doesn't jump off things like his older brother did at his age. He's more cautious, or perhaps we (as parents) have gotten lame. Lamer? Most lamest.
 

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