When Lucas was first born, Rick bought him a stuffed lion. Today, as I was sorting his toys I thought that I would get it out for him. He's 8 1/2 months. Big enough - I thought- to enjoy it.
At first he just studied it. He sat judging the size and those great big teeth. Consequently he decided it was scary and climbed up on mommy crying. He clung tightly to me as I carried it back to his bedroom to put away until he's older and braver. He is also afraid of the blender and vacuum cleaner.
2 comments:
Ohhh! Poor little tyke! Thanks for the post.
Sir lafalot
yeah, I need to see this lion!!!!
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