Being a toddler I am for the most part easily amused. Sometimes my enthusiasm isn't obvious due to my very effective and stoic poker-face. I get a kick out of people trying their best to get a reaction out of me - only to receive my blank stare in response.
But if there is one person that can get me excited it's my dad. He just does the coolest things.
One day I saw him lying on the ground throwing a ball up toward the ceiling. It soon became clear to me that this is the greatest game ever. Now I love to get my ball and tell dad to lie down so I can lie on his chest like in this picture mom took of us. He throws the ball up high and when it bounces off the ceiling I try to catch it. It's quite a thrill and a challenge because I have to compete with dad's ape-like arms and sister's constant interference. But I'm always up for a challenge. And this game always makes me laugh. That's why they call me G.
3 comments:
G - I knew you were doing your stoic poker-face for a reason. Well, it works. I can't resist your quiet "ugh" when you point to some fruit snacks or a ball. I give into it every time.
Keep making your dad play ball with you. Chicks dig guys with skills like that.
thanks aunt Carlee. Thanks for all the treats and stuff. I liked playing with your toy potatoes, too. Tell Kory hi for me.
Ask your dad about his "this is the dumbest conversation I have ever had" face that he uses at work. It could be good material for you in the future.
PS...you are about the cutest little boy ever.
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