Sometime last week, Eddie became interested in the hair on my arms and legs. He'll get hold of one, then pretend to pull it off (he doesn't grab it hard enough to really pull it off, thankfully), and then offer it back to me. "Oh hey Daddy, I think you dropped this!"
Then I have to take the pretend hair. He holds it out between two pinched fingers. If I grab it similarly, with a pincer motion of two fingers, he often doesn't seem satisfied that I've really taken it. I discovered that if I hold out my open hand, he'll "drop" it into my hand, and then everything is OK. Then he can move on to helping me recover some more of those hairs that I've carelessly left stuck to my limbs.
Our doctor's office gives us books when we go in for physicals, and at the last visit we got a new book, "Dinos on the Move." Eddie loves it! One day I was repeating some of the lines from the book, which have a good rhythm: "Dinos STOMPING, dinos CLOMPING, stepping to the beat!" Whenever I said it, Eddie would look around for the book, and bring it over so that I could read the rest to him! He can pick the right book out from all his other books.
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