I’ve mentioned before how Payson likes the girls’ dolls. I bought him his very own baby last week for $2.99 at Target. He LOVES his baby and hugs and kisses it every time he comes it across during the day.
The other day we were in the front room (formal living room that we use as a poor attempt at a playroom, AKA catch all for random toys scattered through the family room) and Payson came across Brooklyn’s doll. Since Brooklyn was busy in the other room he joyfully hugged the baby and carted it all around the room with him.
We brought the futon into this room a couple days ago and Payson loves climbing up there. He pushed his baby on, climbed up, picked his baby up and sat there and gave me the hugest grin.
He’s very gentle and loving with baby dolls. He’ll sit there and lean against them in a sweet cuddle.
Stare lovingly at their face.
And bring them to the edge of the futon…
by the hair
it’s totally not what it seems! He’s a loving kid I tell you! He would never throw a baby off a couch!
I suppose he’s been caught red handed. He loves on his babies, yes, but he still has a destructive toddler side.
Sorta related- this is what the girls were doing while Payson and I played with babies.
Monday I’m planning on sanding down this table and giving it a much needed new coat of paint. Probably a blue, teal, aqua-ish color.